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PSALMS   and   HYMNS, 


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according  to  Tate  and  Brady's  Verfion. 


PSALMS  c/?kaise  and  Adoration. 

FIRST        METRE. 

PSALM     L 

Fro?n  the  %th  cf  David. 

t   /~\  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
\^J       Within  this  earthly  frame, 

Thro'  all  the  world  how  nTeat  art  thou, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  I 

z  In  heav'n  thy  wond'rous  acts  are  fung, 
Nor  fully  reckon'd  there  ; 
And  yet  thou  mak'ft  the  infant  tongue 
Thy  boundlefs  praife  declare. 

S  When  heav'n,  thy  beaut'ous  work  on  high, 
Employs  my  wond'ring  fight  ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  &y, 
With  ftars  of  feebler  h>ht  : 

4  What's  man  (fay  I)  that,  Lord,  thou  lov'il 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'il 
To  them  fo  wond'rous  kind  ? 

5  Him  next  in  pew'r  thou  didft  create 

To  thy  celeftial  train  ; 
Ordain'd,  with  dignity  and  flate, 
O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

They 


PSALMS  i.  ir. 

6  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  fway  ; 

The  beaits  that  prey  or  graze  ; 
The  bird  that  wings  his  airy  way  ; 
The  iiih  that  cuts  the  feas. 

7  O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Thro'  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 


PSALM    It, 
From  the  ()th  of  David. 
t  '"T^O  celebrate  thy  praife,  O  Lord  ! 
J[         I  wdH  my  heart  prepare, 
To  all  the  liiVning  world  thy  works. 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 

Z  The  thought  of  them  mail  to  my  foul 
Exalted  pleafures  bring  j 
Whilfc  to  thy  name,  O  thou  moll  High, 
Triumphant  praife  I  ling. 

3  The  Lord  forever  lives,  who  has 

His  righteous  throne  prepar'd, 
Impartial  juftice  to  difpenfe, 
To  punifh  or  reward. 

4  God  is  a  conftant,  fure   defence 

Againft  oppreffing  rage  : 
As  troubles  rife,  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage. 

5  All  thofe  who  have  his  goodnefs  prov'd* 

Will  in  his  truth  confide  ; 
Whofe  mercy  ne'er  forfook  the  man 
That  on  his  helo  rely'd. 

PSALM 


PSALMS    III.  IV. 

PSALM     III. 

From  the  igth  of  David. 

%  *  I  ^  H  E  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
J[        Which  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
The  firmament  and  liars  exprefs 
Their  great  Creator's  flqll. 

2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 

Frefh  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
From  darkeft  night's  fuccefiive  rounds 
Divine  inftru&ion  fprings. 

3  Their  pow'rful  language  to  no  realm 

Or  region  is  confin'd  ; 
'Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 

4  Their  doclrine  does  it's  facred  fenfe 

Thro'  earth's  extent  difplay  ; 
Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  furl 
Does  round  the  world  convey. 

5  From  eaft  to  weft,  from  weft  to  eaft, 

His  reftlefs  courfe  he  goes  ; 
And  thro'  his  progrefs  cheerful  light 
And  vital  warmth  bellows. 


PSALM     IV. 
From  the  33^  of  David. 


L 

For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes, 
To  fmg  glad  fongs  of  praife. 


E  T  all  the  juft,  to  God,  with  joy, 
Their  cheerful  voices  niife 


2  For 


PSALMS    IV.  V. 

2  For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God  ; 

His  works  with  truth  abound  ; 

He  juftice  loves  ;  and  all  the  earth 

Is  with  his  goodnefs  crown'd. 

3  By  his  almighty  word,  at  firft, 

Heaven's  glorious  arch  was  rear'd  ; 
And  all  the  beaut'ous  hofts  of  light 
At  his  command  appear'd. 

4  The  fwelling  floods,  together  roll'd. 

He  makes  in  heaps  to  lie  ; 
And  lays,  as  in  a  ftorehoufe,  fafe, 
The  wat'ry  treafures  by. 

5  Let  earth,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 

Before  him,  trembling,  ftand  ; 
For,  when  he  fpake  the  word,  'twas  made  } 
'Tvvas  fix'd  at  his  command. 

6  Whate'er  the  mighty  Lord  decrees, 

Shall  ftand  forever  fure  ; 
The  fettled  purpofe  of  his  heart 
To  ages  fhall  endure. 


SECOND       METRE. 

P  S  A  L  M    V. 

The  g  id  cf  David. 

I  TT7ITH  glory  clad,  with  ftrength  array 'd. 
VV       The  Lord,  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundations  ftrongly  laid, 
And  the  vail  fabrick  ftill  fuitains. 

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PSALMS  V.  vr. 

2  How  fufely  ftablifh'd  is  thy  throne  \ 

Which  will  no  change  or  period  fee  ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 

And  tofs  the  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  ftill  their  noife, 
And  make  the  angry  fea  comply. 

4  Thy  promife,  Lord,  is  ever  fure  ; 

And  they  that  in  thy  houfe  would  dwell* 
That  happy  ftation  to  fecure, 
Mull  Hill  in  holinefs  excel. 


PSALM    VI, 
From  the  gph  of  David, 

OCome,  loud  anthems  let  us  fing  % 
Loud  thanks,  to  our  Almighty  King  i 
For  we  our  voices  high  fhould  raife, 
When  our  falvation's  Rock  we  praife. 

Into  his  prefence  let  us  hafte, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favours  paft  : 
To  him  addrefs,  in  joyful  fongs, 
The  praife  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

For  God,  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  Hate* 
Is,  with  unrivaPd  glory,  great  ; 
A  King,  fuperiour,  far,  to  all, 
Whom  by  his  title,  God,  we  call. 

The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 
The  flrength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  ikies, 
Subie&ed  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  Tho 


Psalms  vi.  vii: 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vaft  abyfs, 

By  the  fame  fov'reign  right,  is  his  ; 
'Tis  mov'd  by  his  almighty  hand, 
Who  form'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land. 

6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees,  devoutly,  all3 
Before  the  Lord,  our  maker)  fall. 


PSALM    VII. 

The  100/ 'h  of  David. 

1  IT  71 TH  one  confent,  let  all  the  earth 

V  V       To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirth, 
Arid  fmg  before  him  fongs  of  praife. 

2  Convinc'd  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  ; 
We,  whom  he  choofes  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  vouchfafes  to  feed. 

3  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  prefs  ; 
And  fttfl  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  ftill  his  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

4  For  he's  the  Lord,  fupremely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  forever  fure  ; 
His  truth,  which  all  times  firmly  flood, 
To  endlefs  ages  Jhall  endure. 


PSALM 


PSALM      VIII, 

PSALM     VIII.  | 

From  the  xo^tb  of  David, 

%  Tftj  LE  S  S  God,  my  foul !  Thou,  Lord,  alone* 
JLJ     PofTefleil  empire  without  bounds  ; 
With  honour  thou  art  crown'd  ;  thy  throne  - 
Eternal  majelty  furrounds. 

2  With  light  thou  doft  thyfelf  enrobe, 

And  glory  for  a  garment  take  ; 
Heav'n's  curtains  flretch  beyond  the  globe* 
Thy  canopy  of  Hate  to  make.  • 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air,  and  forms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  ikies  ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are,  and  itorrns 

The  fWift-wing'd  fteeds  with  which  he  flies. 

4  As  bright  as  flame,  as  fwift  as  wind* 

His  minifters  heav'n's  palace  fill, 
To  have  their  ftr.idry  tafks  afli^n'd  ; 
All  proud  to  ferve  their  fov'reign's  wilL 

5  Earth  on  her  centre  fix'd  he  {et9 

Her  face  with  water  overfpread  ; 
Nor  proudeft  mountains  dar'd,  as  yet, 
To  lift  above  the  waves  their  head. 

6  But  when  thy  awful  face  appear'd, 

Th'  infulting  waves  difpers'd  ;  they  fled, 

When  once  thy  thunder's  voice  they  heard, 

And  by  their  haile  confefs'd  their- dread. 

7  Thence  up  by  fecret  tracks  they  creep, 

And,  gufhing-  from  the  mountains  fide, 
Thro'  vallies  travel  to  the  dee;") 
Appointed  to  receive  their  tide. 

B  $  There 


PSALM     VIII. 

f  There  haft  thou  fix'd  the  ocean's,  bounds. 
The  threat'ning  (urges  to  repel  ; 
That  they  no  more  o'erpafs  their  mounds* 
Nor  to  a  fecond  deluge  (well. 

9  Yet  thence  in  (mailer  parties  drawn, 

The  fea  recovers  her  loft  hills  ; 
And  darting  fprings,  from  ev'ry  lawn, 
Surprifc  the  vales  with  plenteous  rills, 

10  The  fields'  tame  beads  are  thither  led, 

Weary  with  labour,  faint  with  drought  3 
And  afies,  on  wild  mountains  bred, 
Have  fenfe  to  find  thefe  currents  out. 

3 1  There  (hady  trees  from  fcorching  beams, 
Yield  (belter  to  the  feather'^  throng  ; 
They  drink,  and  to  the  bounteous  ftreams 
Return  the  tribute  of  their  fong. 

12  His  rains  from  heav'n  parch'd  hills  recruit* 

That  foon  tranfmit  the  liquid  (lore  ; 

'Till  earth  is  burden'd  with  her  fruit, 

And  nature's  lap  can  hold  no  more. 

13  Grafs,  for  our  cattle  to  devour, 

He  makes  the  growth  of  every  field  ; 
Herbs,  for  man's  ufe,  of  various  pow'r, 
That  either  food  or  phyfick  yield. 

14.  With  clufter'd  grapes  he  crowns  the  vine, 

To  cheer  man's  heart,  opprefs'd  with  cares  J 
Gives  ftil,  that  makes  his  face  to  (hine  ; 
And  corn,  that  wafted  ftrength  repairs. 

15  The  trees  of  God,  without  the  care 
Or  art  of  man,  with  fap  are  fed  ; 
The  mountain  cedar  looks  as  fair, 
As  thofe  in  royal  gardens  bred. 

x6  Safe 


PSALM      VIIT. 

1 6  Safe  in  the  lofty  cedar's  arms 

The  wand'rers  of  the  air  may  reft  3 
The  hofpitable  pine  from  harms 
Prote&s  the  itork,  her  pious  gueft. 

1 7  Wild  goats  the  craggy  rock  afcend, 

Its  tow'ring  heights  their  fortrefs  make, 
Whofe  cells  in  labyrinths  extend, 
Where  feebler  creatures  refuge  take. 

18  The  moon's  inconftant  afpe£t  mows 

Th'  appointed  feafons  of  the  year  ; 
Th'  initru&ed  fun  his*  duty  knows, 
His  hours  to  rife  and  difappear. 

19  Darknefs  he  makes  the  earth  to  fhroud, 

When  foreft-beafls  fecurely  ftray  ; 
Young  lions  roar  their  wants  aloud 
To  Providence,  that  fends  them  prey. 

SO  They  range  all  night,  on  {laughter  bent, 
'Till,  fummon'd  by  the  riling  mom 
To  fkulk  in  dens,  with  one  confent, 
The  confcious  ravagers  return. 

2 1  Forth  to  the  tillage  of  his  foil 

The  hufbandman  fecurely  goes, 
Commencing  with  the  fun  his  toil, 
With  him  returns  to  his  repofe. 

22  How  various,  Lord,  thy  works  are  found    ! 

For  which  thy  wifdom  we  adore  ! 
The  earth  is  with  thy  treafure  crown'd, 
Till  nature's  hand  can  grafp  no  more. 

23  But  Hill  the  vafl  unfathom'd  main 

Of  wonders  a  new  fcene  fupplies, 
Whofe  depths  inhabitants  contain 
Of  ev'ry  form  and  ev'ry  fize. 


24  Full 


PSALM      VIIL 

£4  Full  freighted  (hips,  from  ev'ry  port> 
There  cut  their  unmolefled  way  ; 
Leviathan,  whom  there  to  fport 

Thou  mad* ft,  has  compafs  there  to  play, 

«5  Thefe  various  troops  of  fea  and  land 
In  fenfe  of  common  want  agree  ; 
All  wait  on  thy  difpenfing  hand, 

And  have  their  daily  alms  from  thee. 

«5  They  gather  what  thy  (lores  difperfe, 
Without  their  trouble  to  provide  ; 
Thou  op'fl  thy  hand,  the  univerfe, 
The  craving  world,  is  all  fupply'd. 

27  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'fl  thy  face, 

The  num'rous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  i 
Thou  tak'fl  their  breath,  all  nature's  race 
Forthwith  to  mother  earth  return. 

28  Again  thou  fend'ft  thy  fpirit  forth, 

T'  infpire  the  mafs  with  vital  feed  % 
Nature's  reltor'd,  and  parent  earth 
Smiles  on  her  new  created  breed. 

*9  Thus  through  fucceffive  ages  Hands, 
Firm  fix'd,  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleas 'd  with  the  work  of  thine  own  hands,. 
Thou  doll  the  wafles  of  time  repair. 

30  In  praifing  God,  while  he  prolongs 

fyly  breath,  I  will  that  breath  employ  ? 
And  join  devotion  to  my  fongs, 
Sincere  as  is  in  him  my  joy. 


PSALM 


?    -S     A    L    M  '    IX.  " 

PSALM    IX. 
From  the  III  ih  of  David. 

|   T)  R  A I S  E  ye  the  Lord,  our  God  to  praife 

X     My  foul  her  utmoft  pow'rs  mail  faife  ; 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  faints,  his  praife  fna.l  be  my  fong. 

£  His  works,  for  greatnefs  tho*  renown'd, 
His  wond'rous  works,  with  eafe  are  found 
By  thofe  who  feek  for  them  aright, 
And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fame, 
And  univerfal  glory  claim  ; 

His  truth,  confirm'd  thro'  ages  paft, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  laft. 

4  By  precept  he  has  us  enjoin'd, 

To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind  ; 

And  to  posterity  record, 

That  good  and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5  Juft  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands  ; 
Immutable  are  his  commands  ; 
By  truth  and  equity  fuflain'd, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 

6  Who  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
Muft  with  the  fear  of  God  begin. 
Immortal  praife  and  heav'nly  fkill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 


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?    S    A    L    M      X\ 

PSALM     X. 

/"re/?;  the    139/^  of  David. 

HOU,  Lord,  by  ftriaeft  fearch  haft  know* 
My  rifmg  up  and  lying  down  : 


My  fecret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

Z  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  furveys, 
My  publick  haunts  and  private  ways  : 
Thou  kr.ow'it  what  'tis  my  lips  would  vent* 
My  yet  unutter'd  words'  intent. 

3  Surrounded  by  thy  pow'r  I  ftand  ; 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand. 

0  fkill,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

4  Let  me  acknowledge,  too,  O  God, 
That  fines  this  maze  of  life  I  trod, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount  : 

5  Far  fooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  fands  upon  the  ocean's  more  : 
Each  morn,  revifing  what  I've  done, 

1  find  th'  account  but  new  begun. 

£  Search,  try,  O  God,  my  thoughts  and  hearty 
If  mifchief  lurks  in  any  part ; 
Correct  me  where  I  go  aftray, 
And  guide  rue  in  thy  perfect  way. 


PSALM 


PSALMS      XI.    XIL 


THIRD         METRE. 

PSALM      XI. 

From  the  gift  of  David. 

I   TTE  that  has  God  his  guardian  made* 
X  A   Shall,  under  the  Almighty's  fhade» 

Secure  and  undifturb'd  abide. 
Thus  to  my  foul  of  him  I'll  fay, 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  my  flay, 
My  God,  in  whom  I  will  confide. 

Z  His  tender  love  and  watchful  care 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnaref 

And  from  the  noifome  peftilence  ; 
He  over  thee  his  wings  mall  fpread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  mall  be  thy  ftrong  defence. 

3  No  terrors,  that  furprize  by  night, 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  fhafts  that  fly  by  day  ; 
Nor  plague,  of  unknown  rife,  that  kills 
In  darknefs,  nor  infectious  ills, 
That  in  the  hctteft  feafon  flay. 


PSALM     XII. 

From  the  liyb  of  Da<vid* 

3  TT  E  faints  and  fervants  of  the  Lord, 
X     The  triumphs  of  his  name  record  2 
His  facred  name  forever  blefs. 
Where-e'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams,  or  fetting  rays, 
Due  praife  to  his  great  name  addrefs. 


G0a 


/JP..    S    A    L    M    S      XII.    XIII. 

God  through  the  world  extends  his  fway  : 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  fhadows  of  his  glory  are. 
To  him,  whofe  majefty  excels, 
Who  made  the  heav'n  wherein  he  dwells, 

JLet  no  created  power  compare. 


FOURTH       METRE* 

PSALM     XIII. 

From  the  zuh  of  David. 

t  '  I  ^H  Y  mercies  and  thy  love, 
X       O  Lord,  recal  to  mind  ; 
And  gracicufly  continue  flill, 
As  thou  v/ert  ever,  kind. 
«.  . 

2  To  me  thy  truth  impart, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  way  : 
For  thou  art  He  that  brings  me  help  J 
On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 

3  Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 

Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  goodnefs  fake, 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 

4  His  mercy  and  his  truth, 

The  righteous  Lord  difplays, 
In  bringing  wand'ring  imners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

j  He  thofe  in  juftice  guides, 
Who  his  direction  feek  ; 
And  in  his  facred  paths  fhall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  m.eek. 

6  Through 


P    S    ALMS      XIII,    XIV, 

6  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 
Both  truth  and  mercy  mine, 
To  fuch  as,  with  religious  hearty 
To  his  bleft  will  incline, 

N 

FIFTH       METRE* 

PSALM      XIV. 

From  the  l^gth  of  David, 

1  /"\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  a  new  fong, 
\J     And  let  all  his  faints  in  full  chorus  join  j 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  fliew  forth  his  praifes  with  mufick  divine. 

2  Let  praife  to  the  Lord,  who  made  us,  afcend  ; 
Let  each  grateful  heart  be  glad  in  its  King  ; 

For  God,  whom  we  worfhip,  our  fongs  will  attend. 
And  view  with  complacence  the  offering  we  bring, 

3  Be  joyful,  ye  faints,  fuftain'd  by  his  might, 
And  let  your  glad  fongs  awake  with  each  morn  % 
For  thofe  who  obey  him  are  frill  his  delight  ; 
His  hand  with  falvation  the  meek  will  adorn. 

4  Then  praife  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  a  glad  fong* 
And  let  all  his  faints  m  full  chorus  join  ; 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 
And  mew  forth  his  praifes  with  nuifxck  divine. 


s  i  x  T  j? 


PSALM      XV? 

SIXTH       METRE, 

PSALM     XV. 

From  the  ifith  of  David. 

1  T7  E  boundlefs  realms  of  joy, 

X       Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ;    / 
His  praife  your  fongs  employ 
Above  the'  Harry  frame- ; 
Your  voices  raife, 
Ye  Cherubim 
And  Seraphim, 
To  fing  his  praife. 

2  Thou  moon  that  rul'ft  the  night, 

And  fun  that  guid'ft  the  day  \ 
Ye  glitt'ring  flars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  ; 
His  praife  declare, 
Ye  heav'ns  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

3,  Let  them  adore  the  Lord*, 
And  praife  his  holy  name, 
By  whofe  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came : 
And  all  fhall  laft, 
From  changes  frefr  5 
His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fall. 

\  Uirited  zeal  be  fhown, 

His  \vond'rou3  fame  to  raife/ 
Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
Peferves  oar  endlefs  praife. 
Earth's  utmoft  end* 
His  pow'r  obey  : 
His  glorious  fway 
The  fky  tranfcends* 


SEVENTH 


PSALM      XVI* 

If    V    E    N   J    H       METRE. 

PSALM    XVL 
From  the  96th  of  Da<vM, 

i  C*  I N  G  to  the  Lord  a  new  made  fong : 
i^  Let  earth,  in  one  affembled  throng, 
Her  common  patron's  praife  refoand  5 
Sing  to  the  Lord  and  blefs  Jiis  name, 
.from  day  to  day  his  praife  proclaim, 
Who  us  has  with  falvatipn  crown'd. 
To  heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearfe, 
His  wonders  to  the  univerfe. 

2  He's  great,  and  greatly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
In  majefty  and  glory  rais'd 
Above  all  other  deities  ; 
For  pageantry  and  idols  all 
Are  they  whom  Gods  the  heathen  call  5 

He  Only  rules  who  made  the  Ikies  : 
With  majefty  and  honour  crown'd, 
Beauty  and  ftrength  his  throne  furround. 

5  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns, 
Whofe  pow'r  the  univerfe  fuitains* 

And  banifh'd  juftice  will  reftore  : 
Let  therefore  heav'n  new  joys  confefs, 
And  heav'nly  mirth  let  earth  exprefs, 

Its  loud  applaufe  the  ocean  roar  ; 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice, 
And  for  bi§  triumph  find  a  voice. 


PSALMS 


psalm    xvir. 

PSALMS  ^f  Prayer,  fuited  to  various  Circum- 
fiances  of  Life. 

PSALM    XVII. 
from  the  43^  of  DatiJ. 

1  AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  dreams, 
Jt\,  When  heated  in  the  chace, 

So  longs  my  foul,  O  God,  for  thee. 
And  thy  refre filing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  ! 
C  when  fhall  I  behold  thy  face  ? 
Thou  majefty  divine  ! 

3  I  ligh  whene'er  my  mufing  thoughts 

Thofe  happy  days  prefent, 
When  I  with  troops  of  pious  friends 
Thy  temple  did  frequent ; 

4  When  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  folemn  vows  to  pay, 
And  led  the  joyful  facred  throng 
That  kept  the  feftal  day. 

5  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  ? 

Trull  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee  ;  and  change  thefe  fighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

6  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  * 

Hope  ftill,  and  thou  fhalt  fing 
The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 


PSALM 


r    S    A    L    M      XVIII.    - 
PSALM    XVIII. 

From  the  84^  of  David. 

ft  /^V  LORD  of  hofts,  my  King  and  Goa% 
\J     How  highly  bleft  are  they, 
Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell, 
And  there  thy  praife  difplay  I 

z  Thrice  happy  they,  whofe  choice  has  thea 
Their  fure  protection  made  ; 
Who  long  to  tread  the  facred  ways 
That  to  thy  dwelling  lead  I 

3  For  in  thy  courts  one  fingle  day 

'Tis  better  to  attend, 
T'han,  Lord,  in  any  place  befides 
A  thoufand  days  to  fpend» 

4  Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  will  I 

The  meaneft  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 
My  pompous  dwelling  make, 

I  For  God,  who  is  our  fun  and  lhielda 
Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  that  juftly  live. 

C  Thou,  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey* 
How  highly  bleft  is  he, 
Whofe  hope  and  truft,  fecurely  plac'd* 
Is  ftill  repos'd  on  thee  ! 


PSALM 


f    S    A    L    M      XIX.    ?C& 

PSALM     XIX. 

From  the  2>6tb  of  David. 

i  ^HT^HOU  Lord  art  good,  not  only  good, 
X        But  prompt  to  pardon  too  ', 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to  all  thofe, 
Who  for  thy  mercy  fue. 

2  To  my  repeated  humble  pray'r, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  ! 
When' troubled,  I  on  thee  will  call, 
For  thou  wilt  anfvver  me. 

3  Among  the  Gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferiour  they. 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

4.  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 
The  nations  mail  adore  ; 
Their  long  mifguided  pray'rs  and  praif$ 
To  thy  blefl  name  reftore. 

5  All  mall  confefs  thee  great,  and  great 
The  wonders  thou  haft  done  ; 
Confefs  thee  God,  the  God  fupreme, 
Confefs  thee  God  alone. 


PSALM     XX. 
From  the  goth  of  David. 

TO  thy  fervants,  Lord,  return^ 
And  fpeedily  relent ! 
As  we  of  our  mifdeeds,  do  thoii 
Of  our  jull  doom,  repent. 


'O 


Te 


P    S     A    L    M     5      XX.     XXL 

Z  To  fatisfy  and  cheer  our 'fouls* 
Thy  early  mercy  fend ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  come 
In  joy  and  comfort  fpend. 

3  Let  happy  dmes,  with  large  amends* 

Dry  up  our  former  tears  ; 
Or  equal  at  the  leaft  the  terflS 
Of  our  afflidted  years. 

4  To  all  thy  fervants,  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wond'rous  work  be  known* 
And  to  ouf  offspring  yet  unrjomy 
Thy  glorious  pow'r  be  mown. 

£  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon  us  mine, 
Give  thou  our  work  fuccefs  ; 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand 
Do  thou  vouchfafe  to  blefs. 


PSALM     XXI. 

From  the  141/?  of  Da<vid. 

t  *  I  ^O  thee,  O  Lord,  my  cries  afcend* 
X      O  hafte  to  my  relief ; 
And  with  accuftom'd  pity  hear 
The  aceents  of  my  grief. 

2  Inftead  of  ofF'rings,  let  my  pray*r 

Like  morning  incenfe  rife  ; 
My  lifted  hands  fupply  the  place 
Of  ev'ning  facrifice. 

3  From  hairy  language  curb  my  tcngae* 

And  let  a  conftant  guard 

Still  keep  the  portal  of  my  lips 

With  wary  filea.ee  barr'd. 

4  Fronj 


V    S    A    L    M    S      XXI.    XXlt 

4  From  wicked  men's  defigns  and  deedi 

My  heart  and  hands  reftrain  : 
Nor  let  me  m  the  booty  (hare 
Of  their  unrighteous  gain. 

5  Let  upright  men  reprove  my  faults, 

And  I  mall  think  them  kind  ; 
Like  balm  that  heals  a  wounded  head> 
I  their  reproof  fhall  £nd. 

6  And  in  return,  my  fervent  pray'r 

I  fhall  for  them  addrefs, 
When  they  are  tempted  and  reduc'd> 
Like  me,  to  fore  diftrefs. 


PSALM     XXIL 
From  the  63d  of  Da<vid; 

1  /^V  GOD,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee 

\^J  My  morning  pray'rs  mail  offer'd  be  ; 

For  thee  my  thir'fty  foul  does  pant  ; 
My  fainting  flefh  implores  thy  grace, 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place, 

Where  I  refrefning  waters  want. 

2  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  blemng  God  I  will  employ, 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name  : 
My  foul's  content  fhall  be  as  great, 
As  theirs  who  choiceft  dainties  eat, 

While  I  with  joy  his  praife  proclaim. 

3  When  I  lie  down,  fweet  fleep  to  find, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  prefent  to  my  mind, 

And  when  1  wake  in  dead  of  night : 
Becaufe  thou  ftill  doft  fuccour  bring, 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing, 

I  reft  with  fafety  and  delight. 


PSALM 


PSALM      XXHi, 

PSALM    XXIIL 

From  the  6'jth  of  David. 

1  ^T^O  blefs  thy  chofen  race, 

X      In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  % 
And  caufe  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  faints  to  mine  : 

2  That  fo  thy  wond'rous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  j 
Whilit  diitant  lands  their  tribute  pay* 
And  thy  falvation  own. 

3  Let  difPring  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

4  (!)  let  them  fhout  and  iing, 

Diflblv'd  in  pious  mirth  i 
For  tiiou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King* 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5  Let  differing  nations  join, 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
"Xfi  praife  thy  glorious  name.- 


B  PSALMS 


P    S  -A    L    M    S      XXIV.    XXV. 

PSALMS     of   THANKSGIVING, 
PSALM    XXIV. 

From  the  zzd  of  Davict* 
O  all  my  brethren  I'll  declare 


■T 


The  triumphs  of  God's  name  ; 
In  prefence  of  affembled  faints, 
His  glory  1*11  proclaim. 

2  'Tis  his  fupreme  prerogative 

O'er  fubject  kings  to  reign  ; 
i  'Tis  juft  that  he  mould  rule  the  world. 
Who  does  the  world  fuftain. 

3  The  rich,  who  are  with  plenty  fed, 

His  bounty  muft  con fefs  ; 
The  fons  of  want,  by  himreliev'd, 
Their  gen'rous  patron  blefs. 

4  With  humble  worfhip,  to  his  throne 

They  all  for  aid  refort  : 
That  pQw'r,  which  fir  ft  their  beings  gavef 
Can  only  them  fupport. 


PSALM     XXV. 
From  the  z^d cf  David. 

1  '  |  VHE  Lord  himfelf,  the  mighty  Lord, 

X        Vouchfafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  ftiepherd  by  whofe  con  flan  t  care 
My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 

2  In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  fhades,  and  where 
Refrefhing  water  flows. 

3  He 


>P    S    A    L    M    S-    XXV.    XXVI, 

3  He  does  my  wand'ring  foul  reclaim  j 

And,  to  his  endlefs  praife, 
Inftrucls  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  moll  righteous  ways. 

4  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  ftai? 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 


PSALM     XXVI. 
From  the  \oZth  ofDa<via\ 

1  /~\  GOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent, 
\J      To  magnify  thy  name  ; 

My  tongue,  with  cheerful  fongs  of  praife, 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  To  all  the  lift'ning  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wond'rous  works  I'll  tell  ; 
And  to  thofe  nations  fmg  thy  praife, 
That  round  about  us  dwell  : 

3  BecaufeHhy  mercy's  boundiefs  height 

The  higheft  heav'n  tranfcends  ; 
And  far  beyond  th'  afpifirtg  clouds 
Thy  faithful  truth  extenus. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the  Harry  frame  ; 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  confent, 
Confefs  thy  glorious  name. 


PSALM 


t    S    A    L    M    S      XXVII.    XXVIIL 

PSALM    XXVII. 

From  tfo  \%th  of  David. 

%  '"T^HOU  fuit'ft,  O  Lord,   thy  righteous  ways 
X        To  various  paths  of  human  kind  ; 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praife, 
With  thee  mail  wond'rous  mercy  find. 

2  Thou  to  the  juft  mail  juftice  mow, 

The  pure  thy  purity  mall  fee  ; 
Such  as  perverfely  choofe  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee, 

3  For  God's  defigns  mail  flill  fucceed  ; 

His  word  will  bear  the  utmoft  teft  i 
He's  a  ftrong  fhield  to  all  that  need, 
And  on  his  fure  protection  reft. 

£  Who  then  deferves  to  be  ador'd, 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  h 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  refiftlefs  pow'r  defend  ? 

5  Therefore,  to  celebrate  his  fame, 

My  grateful  voice  to  heav'n  I'll  raife  ; 
And  nations,  flrangers  to  his  name, 
Shall  thus  be  taught  to  fing  his  praife, 

PSALM    XXVIII. 
From   the    10$d  ef  David. 

I  ^"Tf^HE  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 
i        And  unexampled  a&s  of  grace  ; 
'His  waken'd  wrath  does  flowly  move, 
^is  willing  mercy  flows  apace. 

Z  God 


PSALMS       XXVIIL    XXIX: 

2  God  will  not  always  harfhly  chide, 

But  with  his  anger  quickly  part  5 

And  loves  his  puniihments  to  guide, 

More  by  his  love  than  our  defert. 

3  As  high  as  heav'n  its  arch  extends 

Above  this  little  fpot  of  clay, 
So  much  his  boundlefs  love  tranfcends 
The  fmall  refpe&s  that  we  can  pay, 

4  As  far  as  'tis  from  eaft  to  weft, 

So  far  has  he  our  iins  remov'd  ; 
Who,  with  a  father's  tender  breair, 
Has  fuch  as  fear  him  always  lov'd. 


PSALM     XXIX. 

From  the  \o6tb  of  David. 

X   f*\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 

\^y  The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whofe  mercy  firm  through  ages  pail 
Has  Hood,  and  (hall  forever  lail. 

£  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  exprefs* 
Not  only  vail  but  numberlefs  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  caa  raife- 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praife  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  ftray  ; 
Who  know  what's  right,  not  only  fo, 
But  always  pra&ife  what  they  know* 

4  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  fee 
Thy  faints  in  full  profperity  ! 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 


PSALM 


PSALM       XXX. 
PSALM    XXX. 

From  the  lOjtb  of  David. 

f   *  I  ^HE  Y  that  in  (hips,  with  courage  bold, 
X        O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue, 
Bo  God's  amazing  works  behold, 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view  I 

%  No  fooner  his  command  is  paft, 

But  forth  a  dreadful  tempeft  flies, 

Which  fweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  b'ail, 

And  makes  the  ftormy  billows  rife. 

3  Sometimes  the  mips,  tofs'd  up  to  heav'n, 

On  tops  of  mountain  waves  appear  ; 

Then  down  the  fteep  abyfs  are  driv'n, 

Whilil  ev'iy  foul  diffolves  with  fear. 

4  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 

Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine'opprefl  ; 
Nor  do  the  fkilful  feamen  know 

Which  way  to  ileer,  what  courfe  is  beft. 

5  Then  flrait  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

They  do  their  mournful  cry  addrefs, 
Who  gracioufly  vouch h fes  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their    .-  I*. 

6  He  does  the  raging  ftorm  appeafe, 

And  makes  the  billows  calm  and  ilill  ; 
With  joy  they  fee  their  fury  ceafe, 
And  their  intended  courfe  fulfil. 

7  O  th^n  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goo  fe  ! 

And  for  the  mighty  works  v  : 

Thro'  all  the  wond'ring  world  difpla/f  ! 

P  S  A  L  M 


P   S    A   L    m     xxxi; 

PSALM    XXXI. 

From  the  l$otb  ofDa<vid. 

« 

x  f*\  PRAISE  the  Lord  m  that  bleft  place, 
V/      From  whence  his  goodnefs  largely  flows  J 
Praife  him  in  heav'n,  where  he  his  face 
Unveil' d  in  perfect  glory  fhows. 

2  Praife  him  for  all  the  mighty  a£ls 

Which  he  in  our  behalf  has  done  ; 
His  kindnefs  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praife  mould  equal  run. 

3  Let  the  fhrill  trumpet's  warlike  Voice 

Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praife  rebound  } 
Praife  him  with  harp's  melodious  noife, 
And  gentle  pfaltry's  filver  found. 

4  Let  virgin  troops  foft  timbrels  bring, 

And  fome  with  graceful  motion  dance  % 
Let  inftruments  of  various  firings, 

With  organs  join'd,  his  praife  advance. 

5  Let  them  who  joyful  hymns  compofe, 

To  cymbals  fet  their  fongs  of  praife  j 
Cymbals  of  common  ufe,  and  thofe 
That  loudly  found  on  folemn  days» 

6  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  juft  returns  of  praife  employ  ; 
Let  every  creature  praife  the  Lord. 


PSALM 


PSALM      XXXIi. 

PSALM    XXXII. 
From  the  I  $6th  of  David* 

1  /"TT^O  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 

A      Your  joyful  thanks  repeat  : 
To  him  due  praife  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great. 

For  God  does  prove 

Our  conftant  friend. 

His,  boundlefs  love 

Shall  never  end. 

2  To  him  whofe  wond'rous  pow'r 
All  other  gods  obey, 

Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay. 
For  God,  tea 

3  By  his  Almighty  hand 
Amazing  works  are  wrought  ; 
The  heav'ns  by  his  commands 
Were  to  perfection  brought* 


He  does  the  food  fnpply, 
On  which  all  creatures  live  : 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high 
Eternal  praifes  give. 

For  God  will  prove 
Our  conftant  friend, 
His  boundlefs  love 
Shall  never  end. 


INSTRUCTIVE 


PSALMS      XXXIII.    XXXIV. 
INSTRUCTIVE      PSALMS. 

PSALM     XXXIII. 

From  the  \Ji  of  David, 

1  TJOW  bleft  is  he,  who  ne'er  confentS 
.  JL  J.     By  ^  advice  to  walk  ; 

Nor  ftands  in  firmers'  ways,  nor  fita 
.  Where  men  profanely  talk  : 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  bus'nefs  and  delight  ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 
And  meditates  by  night* 

3  Like  fome  fair  tree,  which,   fed  by  ftieams^ 

With  timely  fruit  .does  bend, 
He  ftill  mail  flourilh,  and  fuccefs 
All  his  defigns  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lading  root  mail  find  ; 

Untimely  blafted,   and  difpers'd 

Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  For  God  approves  the  juft  man's  ways  j 

To  happinefs  they  tend  : 
But  finners,  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 


PSALM     XXXIV. 

From  the  t^th  of  David. 

2   (~^  ONSIDER  that  the  righteous  mail 
\_j     Is  God's  peculiar  choice  : 
And  when  to  him  I  make  my  pray'r, 
He  always  hears  my  voice. 

E  2  Then 


PSALMS      XXXIV.    XXXV. 

2  Then  Hand  in  awe  of  his  commands ; 

Flee  ev'ry  thing  that's  ill  ; 
Commune  in  private  with  your  hearts. 
And  bend  them  to  his  will. 

3  The  place  of  other  facrifice 

Let  righteoufnefs  fupply  : 
And  let  your  hope,  fecurely  fix'd, 
On  God  alone  rely. 

4  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow, 

More  profp'rous  times  to  fee  ; 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

5  So  foall  my  heart  o'erflow.with  joy 

More  lading  and  more  true, 
Than  theirs,  who  flores  of  corn  and  wine 
Succeffively  renew. 

6  Then  down  In  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  reft  ; 
No  other  guard,  O  Lord,  I  crave. 
Of  thy  defence  poffefs'd. 


P  S  £  L  M     XXXV. 

From  the  l$th  of  Da-vid, 

i   T    ORD,  who's  the  happy  man,  that  may 
t     1  j     To  thy  bleft  courts  repair  ; 
And,  while  he  bows  before  thy  throne, 
Shall  find  acceptance  there  ? 

2  'Tis,  he,  whofe  ev'ry  thought  and  deed 
By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
Whofe  gen'rous  tongue  difdams  to  fpeak 
The  thing  his  heart  difproves  : 

3  Who 


PSALMS     xxxv.    xxxvr. 

3  Who  never  did  a  flander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  3 
Nor  hearken  to  a  falie  report, 
By  malice  whifper'd  round  : 

4  Who  vice,  in  all  its  pomp  and  pow'r, 

Can  treat  with  juft  neglect  ; 
And  piety,  though  cloth'd  in  rags, 
Religioufly  refpect : 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trult 

Has  ever  firmly  flood  ; 
And,  though  he  promife  to  his  lofs, 
He  makes  his  promife  good  : 

6  Who  feeks  not  by  oppreflive  ways 

His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe, 
The  guiltlefs  to  deftroy. 

7  The  man,  who,  by  this  Heady  courfe, 

Has  happinefs  enfur'd, 
When  earth's  foundation  makes,  ihall  {land, 
By  Providen.ce  fecur'd. 


PSALM     XXXYI. 

From   the    1  gth  of  David. 

I    jT~^  OD's  perfecl:  law  converts  the  foul,. 
VJT     Reclaims  from  fitlfe  defires  ; 
With  facred  wifdom  his  fure  word 
The  ignorant  infpires. 

■2  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juft, 
And  bring  fincere  delight  : 
His  pure  commands,  in  fearch  of  trui£i, 
Aflifl  die  feebkft  fight. 

%  His 


PSALMS      XXXVI.     XXXVII. 

3  His  perfeft  worfhip  here  is  fix'd, 

On  fure  foundations  laid  : 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
.     Of  truth  and  jultice  weighed. 

4  Of  more  eiteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refin'd  with  fkill ; 
More  fweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  diftil. 

5  But  what  frail  man  obferves  how  oft 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  !  cleanfe  me  from  my  fecret  faults, 
Thou,  God,  that  know'lt  them  all. 


PSALM     XXXVII. 

From  the  ^^th  cf  David. 

i      A    P  P  R  O  A  C  H,  ye  pioufly  difpos'd, 
J~\.     And  my  inftruction  hear  ; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  difcipline 
Of  a  religious  fear. 

2  Let  him,  who  length  of  life  defires, 

And  profp'rous  ways  would  fee, 
From  fland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue, 
His  lips  from  falfhood  free  : 

3  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 

And  virtue's  ways  purfue  ; 
Eftablim  peace,  where  'tis  begun, 
And,  where  'tis  loft,  renew. 

4  The  Lord,  from  heav'n,  beholds  the  juft 

With  favourable  eyes  ; 
And,  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries :  . 

5  But 


PSALMS      XXXVII.    XXXVIII, 

5  But  turns  his  wrathful  look  on  thofe 
Whom  mercy  can't  reclaim, 
To  cut  them  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  hated  name. 


PSALM     XXXVIII.  - 

From  the  I  igtb  of  David. 

1  1     TOW  blefs'd  are  they  who  always  keep 
jTX     The  pure  and  perfect  way  1 

Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
Of  God's  commandment's  ftray  ! 

2  Thrice  blefs'd  !  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  ftill  obedient  been  1 
And  have,  with  fervent,  humble  zeal, 
His  favour  fought  to  win  1 

3  Such  men  their  utmoft  caution  ufe, 

To  fhun  each  wicked  deed  ; 

But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 

With  conllant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  ftriclly  haft  enjoin'd  us,   Lord, 

To  learn  thy  facred  will  ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  mo  ft  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  prefide  ! 
And  I  the  courfe  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  afturance  would  I  walk, 

From  all  confufton  free  ; 
Convinc'd,  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

7  The 


PSALM      XXXVIII. 

7  The  wonders,  which  thy  law  contains, 

No  words  can  reprefent  : 
Therefore,  to  learn  and  pra&ife  them 
My  zealous  heart  is  bent. 

8  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 

Celeftial  light  difplays, 
And  knowledge  of  true  happinefs, 
To  fimpleft  minds  conveys. 

9  With  eager  hopes,  I  waiting  flood, 

And  fainted  with  defire, 
That  of  thy  wife  commands  I  might 
The  facred  fkill  acquire. 

io  With  favour,  Lord,  look  down  on  me. 
Who  thy  relief  implore  ; 
As  thou  art  wont  to  vifit  thofe 
That  thy  bleft  name  adore. 

1 1  Directed  by  thy  heav'nly  word 

Let  all  my  footfteps  be  ; 

Nor  wickednefs,  of  any  kind, 

Dominion  have  o'er  me. 

12  Forever  and  forever,  Lord, 

Unchang'd  thou  dqft  remain  ; 
Thy  word,  eftablilh'd  in  the  hcav'ns, 
Does  all  their  orbs  fuftain. 

13  Thro'  circling  ages,  Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  mall  Hand  ; 
As  doth  the  earth,  which  thou  uphold'il 
By  thy  almighty  hand. 

14  All  things  the  courfe  by  thee  ordain'd, 

E'en  to  this  day,  fulfil  ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  fubje&s  all, 
And  fervants  of  thy  will. 


15  Lnle  fs 


Psalms     xxxviii.   xxxix. 

15  Unlefs  thy  facred  law  had  been 

My  comfort  and  delight,, 
I  muft  have  fainted  and  expir'd 
In  dark  affliction's  night, 

16  Thy  precepts,  therefore,  from  my  thought* 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart ; 
For  thou  by  them  haft  to  new  life 
Reftor'd  my  dying  heart. 

17  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  wc  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
But  thy  commandments,  like  thyfelf, 
No  change  or  period  know. 

PSALM       XXXIX. 
From  the  16th  of  David. 

1  /~\  LORD,  thy  mercy,  my  fure  hope, 
\J     The  higheft  orb  of  heav'n  tranfcend?^ 
Thy  facred  truth's  unraeafur'd  fcope 

Beyond  the  fpreading  flty  extends. 

2  Thy  juftice  like  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  l 
Thy  providence  the  world  fuftains, 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 

With  what  affurance  (hall  the  juft 
Thy  melt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  faints  to  thy  protection  trull  I 

4  Such  guefts  mail  to  thy  courts  be  led, 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repair, 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head* 
Of  joys  that  mail  forever  laft. 

q   Witfc 


PSALMS      XXXIX.     XL. 

£  With  thee  the  fprings  oflife  remain, 
Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day  : 
O  let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain  : 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay. 

psUm    XL. 

From  the  6zd  of  David. 

1  f~^  O  D  does  his  faving  health  difpenfe, 
V_X  v  And  flowing  bleffings  daily  fend. 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  defence  ; 

On  him  my  foul  mall  Hill  depend. 

2  In  him,  ye  people,  always  truft  ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  yout  hearts  : 
For  Gcd,  the  merciful  and  juft, 
His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts. 

3  The  vulgar  fickle  are,  and  frail  ; 

Thegreat  diflemble  and  betray  ; 
And,  laid  in  truth's  impartial  fcale, 
The  lightell  things  will  both  outweigh. 

4  Then  trufl:  not  in  oppreffive  ways  ; 

By  fpoil  and  rapine  grow  not  vain  ; 
Nor  let  your  hearts,  if  wealth  increafe, 
Be  fet  too  much  upon  your  gain. 

V 

5  For  God  has  oft  his  will  exprefs'd, 

And  I  this  truth  have  fully  known  ; 
To  be  of.boundlefs'pow'r  pofTefs'd, 
Belongs,  of  right,  to  God  alone. 

6  Tho'  mercy  is  his  darling  grace, 

In  which  he  chiefly  takes  delight ; 
Yet  will  he  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works  requite. 


HYMN 


MM  309C  0399 


HYMN    I. 

Religious  Inquiry* 

1  A    LL  knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
J~\.  The  fprings  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  % 
To  judge,  from  principles  within, 

When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  iln. 

2  "Who,  among  men,  high  Lord  of" all, 
Thy  fervants  to  his  bar  may  call  ? 
i)ecide  of  herefy,  and  (hake 

A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worlhip  by' another's  creed  ?- 
Revering  thy  command  alone* 
We  humbly  feek  and  ufe  our  own. 

4  If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right; 
While  faithful  we  obey  our  light  ; 
And,  cens'ring  none,  are  zealous  iHll> 
To  follow  as  to  learn  thy  will. 

5  Wlien  (hall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people  faihion'd  in  thy  mould  ? 
And  charity  our  lineage  prove 
Deriv'd  from  thee,  O  God  of  love  ? 


HYMN 


1   v 


HYMN      II. 

7^-      H  Y  M  N     II. 
The  Heavens  declare  the  Glory  of  God, 
E  fpacious  firmament  on  high. 


With  all  the  blue  ethereal  fky, 
And  fpangled  heav'ns  (a  mining  frame  !) 
Their  Great  Original  proclaim. 

I  TV  unwearied  fun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  difplay,. 
And  publilhes,  to  ev'ry  land, 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  Hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  fliades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale* 
And  nightly  to  the  lift'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  ftory  of  her  birth  : 

4  Whilft  all  the  ftars  that  round  her  burn,- 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  folemn  filence,  alt 
Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  I 
What  though  nor  real  voice  nor  found 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  : 

■ 

6  In  Reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  i 

■  Forever  finging,  as  they  fhine, 
««  The  Hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


HYMN 


fet    Y    M    N      S      IIL    IV. 

HYMN    IIL 

5"d  the  cue  only  true  God, 

1  T7  TERNAL  God,  Almighty  Caufe 

X2j     Of  earth-,  and  feas,  and  worlds  unknown  ! 
Ail  things  are  fubjeft  to  thy  laws. 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  firmly  ftands> 

Of  all  within  itfelf  pofleft  ;    - 
ControuPd  by  none  are  thy  commands, 
Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art  blefl. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves  we  owe, 

To  thee  alone  our  homage  pay  ; 
All  other  Gods  we  difavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro*  every  land, 

Each  idol  deity  dethrone, 
Let  earth  with  all  her  tongues  confef$ 
That  thou  the  Lord  art  God  alone.  -' 


HYMN    IV. 

Devotion. 

1  T)EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
£j  Ye  nations,  bow,  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 

He  can  create,  and  he  dellroy. 

2  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wand'ring  fheep  we  itray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

*  V/ide 


HYMN      IV.    \\ 

3  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vail  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
.Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  fhall  ftand, 
When  rolling  years  mall  ceafe  to  move. 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 


H  Y  M  N.   V.    .  .■« 

p       The  Wifdom  of  God. 

X   TN  all  our  Maker's  vaft  defigns 
J_   Lo  !  his  eternal  wifdom  mines  ; 
Through  all  creation  fpread  abroad, 
Loud  it  proclaims  the  Maker,  God. 

2  With  rev'refice  our  admiring  eyes 
Survey  thy  wonders  in  the  fkies  ; 
Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
The  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

3  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky, 
Stands  thy  high  throne  of  majefty  ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  thy  power  reilrain, 
Nor  bound  thy  universal  reign. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent,  what  lofty  height  ! 
Our  fouls,  with  all  the  powers  they  boaft, 
Are  in  the  boundlefs  profpecl  loft. 

jj  Lord,  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  deeds  f 
Thy  wifdom  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vaft  and  unfearchable  thy  ways, 
Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 

HYMN 


HYMNS      VI.    VII. 

HYMN    VI. 

The  Juftice  of  God, 

\    y^^REAT  God,  to  thee,  the  mighty  King, 
V_JT     Whofe  fovereign  rule  the  world  obeys, 
With  reverent  hearts  thy  people  bring 
The  tribute  of  their  humble  praife. 

Z  Thr  earth's  great  fceptre  fills  thy  hand  ; 
And,  high  enthron'd  in  majefty, 
Thou  giveft  thence  to  every  land 
The  laws  of  truth  and  equity. 

z  Unerring  juflice,  Lord,  is  thine  ; 
And  every  nation  fhall  confefs, 
That  thy  decrees  are  all  divine, 
And  all  thy  ways  are  righteoufnefs. 

4.  In  judgment  wife,  thou  wilt  beftow 
To  every  foul  its  due  reward  ; 
Unceafing  joy  the  good  (hall  know, 
And  live  forever  with  their  Lord. 

5  But  they  who  tread  the  finner's  path, 
And  dare  thy  righteous  laws  difown, 
Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee, 
And  reap  the  fruit  which  they  have  fown. 


HYMN    VII. 

The  Mercy  of  God, 

1    /^\  THOU,  the  wretched's  fure  retreat, 
\^J     Who  do  ft  their  cares  controul, 
And  with  the  cheerful  fmile  of  peace 
Revive  the  fainting  foul  ! 


2  Did 


HYMNS      VII.    VIII. 

Z  Did  ever  thy  relenting  ear 
The  humble  plea  difdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  mife'ry  ftgh, 
Or  fupplicate,  in  vain  ? 

3  Whoe'er  to  thee  for  pardon  fue 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodnefs  calms  their  reftlefs  doubts,. 
And  diflipatcs  their  fears. 

4  New  life  from  thy  refrefhing  grace, 

Their  finking  hearts  receive  ; 
Thy  gentleil,  beit-lov'd  attribute, 
To  pity  and  forgive. 

5  From  that  bleft  fource  propitious  hope 

Appears  ferenely  bright, 
And  fheds  her  foft  difrufive  beam 
O'er  forrow's  difmal  night. 

6  Our  griefs  confefs  her  vital  power, 

And  blefs  the  friendly  ray, 
Which  ufhers  in  the  fmiling  morn 
Of  everlafting  day. 


HYMN    VIII. 

The  Greatnefs  and  Majejiy  of  God. 

I  '  |  VHE  Lord  of  glory  reigns  ;  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
X    His  robes  of  ftate  are  itrength  and  majefty  ; 

This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command  ; 

Built  by  his. word,  and  'ilablim'd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  flood  his  throne," ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  die  firm  foundation. 

2  God 


HYMNS      VIII.    IX. 

l  God  is  th'  eternal  King  :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy  reign  : 
In  vain  the  ilorms,  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againft  the  lkie3  ; 
Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  commotion. 
But  heavVs  high  arches  fcornthe  fvvelling  ocean. 

3  Ye  tempefts,  rage  no  more  !  ye  floods,  be  Hill  I 
And  the  mad  world  fubmifHve  to  his  will  ! 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  muft  ever  (land  : 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ftrong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footftool,  and  with  fear  adore  him  I 


f 


HYMN    IX. 

To  God  the  Creator* 


I      A   LMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
jt\.  How  wond'rous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  difFus'd  abroad 
Through  all  creation's  frame  I 

z  Nature,  in  ev'iy  drefs, 
Her  humble  homage  pays  ; 
And  does  a  thoufand  ways  exprefa 
Her  undiiTembled  praife. 

3  Our  fouls  would  rife  and  ftng 
Our  Great  Creator,  too  ; 

]?ain  would  our  tongues  adore  our  King, 
And  pay  the  homage  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worfhip  fpend 
The  remnant  of  our  days, 

And  oft  to  God  our  fouls  afcend 
In  grateful  fongs  of  praife. 

HYMN   . 


H    Y    M    N    S      X.    Xf. 


i- 


HYMN     X. 
God  Ancwn  by  his  Works. 


i  •->] 

VJT  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  mine  ; 
A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
A  thou  land  radiant  marks  appear, 

Of  boundlefi  pow'r,  and  fkill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  cf  heav'nly  wifdom  read  ; 
"With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  the  Creator's  praife, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need, 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftru&ions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  fun  ; 

All  nature  joins  to  (hew  thy  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  mines  ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

Y/hich  mews  thy  wifdom  and  thy  grace. 


-       HYMN    XI. 
The  Fcice  of  Nature. 

THERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  fpeaks, 
Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  feas,  and  Ikies  r 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  firft  beams  of  morning  rife. 

The  rifing  fun,  ferenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 

Ilifcribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 


3  DiiFufing 


HYMNS      XI.    XII; 

^  Diffufing  life,  his  influence  fpreads  } 
And  health  and  plenty  fmile  around  5 
And  fruitful  fields,  and  verdant  meads, 
Ace  with  a  thoufand  bleffings  crown'd* 

4  The  flow'ry  tribes,  all  blooming,  rile 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art  ; 
Their  bright,  inimitable  dyes 

Speak  fweet  conviction  to  the  heart* 

5  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confefs  the  footfteps  of  the  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore* 


/n      HYMN     XII. 
The  God  of  Nature  and  Providence, 

1  T  O  I  N,  every  tongue,  to  praife  the  Lord  : 
J    All  nature  reds  upon  his  word  : 

His  works  proclaim  his  power  divine  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  his  glories  mine, 

2  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice, 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  fhow'rs* 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drefs'd  in  flow'rs. 

3  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  {lores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirily  ground  fupply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 

4  The  defert  grows  a  fruitful  field  ; 
Abundant  fruit  the  meadows  yield  ; 
The  vallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joy9. 

G  5  Thy 


HYMNS      XII.    XIII. 

Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
In  all  the  earth  thy  glories  mine  ; 
Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God  !  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 


^L    H  Y  M  N    XIII. 
^The  Providence  of  God  in  the  Scaforis  of  the  Tear* 

1  INTERNAL  Source  of  ev'ry  joy  ! 
X2j  Well  may  thy  praife  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 

To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  fupports  and  guides  the  whole  ; 
The  fun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rife, 
And  darknefs,  when  to  veil  the  fkies. 

3  The  flcw'ry  fpring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,   and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  fummer  rays  with  vigour  mine, 
To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coafts,  redundant  flores  ; 
And  winters,  foften'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seafons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days. 
Demand  fucceffive  fongs  of  praife  : 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  ev'ning  fhade. 


HYMN 


II    y    M    N    S      XIV.    XV. 

-/-      HYMN    XIV. 
The  Bounty  of  God  in  the  Works  of  Creation. 
E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  great,  the  gooci 


■w 


Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  ; 
Who  pours  his  bleflings  from  the  Ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies, 

2  He  fends  the  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits  and  warm  the  ground  ; 
In  plenteous  drops  his  genial  rain 
Revives  the  grafs  and  fwells  the  grain. 

I  His  bounteous,  hand,  Great  Spring  of  Good, 
Provides  the  whole  creation  food ; 
He  ever  gives,  yet  Hill  has  more  ; 
His  gifts  can  ne'er  decreafe  his  flore. 

4  We  blefs  the  Lord  who  reigns  above, 

Whofe  thoughts  are  kind,  whofe  name  is  love  ; 
Whofe  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
And  life  and  blifs  on  all  bellows, 

5  O  let  our  fouls  with  joy  record 

Tke  pow'r  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works,  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 


ih      HYMN     XV. 

Thanks  to  Gad  for  his  bounteous  Provijicn. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praife, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  1 
Bounteous  Source  of  ev'ry  joy, 
Let  thy  praife  our  tongues  employ  5 

2  For 


HYMNS      XV.    XVt* 

3  tor  the  bleffings  of  the  field  ; 
For  the  (lores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice  ; 
For  the  gen'rous  olive's  ufe  ; 

3  Flocks,  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  fheaves  of  ripen'd  grain  ; 
Clouds,  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews  f 
Suns,  that  temp'rate  warmth  diffufe  ; 

4  All  that  fpring,  with  bounteous  hand> 
Scatters  o'er  the  fmiling  land  ; 

All  that  lib'ral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  flores. 

5  Thefe  to  thee,  great  God,  we  owe  ; 
Source,  whence  all  our  bleffings  flow  ; 
And  for  thefe  our  fouls  fhall  raife 
Grateful  vows  and  folemn  praife. 

71        HYMN    XVI. 

*The  Goodnefs  of  God  to  all  his  Creatures. 

I  TT7E  blefs  the  God  whofe  bounteous  love; 
V  V     Through  all  creation  flows ; 
Who  pours  his  bleffings  from  above> 
And  life  and  blifs  bellows. 

Z  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 
His  goodnefs  to  the  fkies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  mines; 
And  every  want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  his  creatures  wait 
On  him  for  daily  food  ; 
His  lib'ral  hand  provides  them  meat, 
And  fills  their  hearts  with  good. 

4  Benign 


HYMNS      XVI.    XVIL 

4.  Benign  Creator  !  bounteous  Lord  I 
Where'er  we  turn  our  eyes, 
Fruits  of  thy  wifdom,  pow'r,  and  love, 
In  beauteous  order  rife. 

1  Then  let  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 

Proclaim  the  praife  divine  : 
Thou,  Lord,  haft  given  the  rich  increafe* 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 

~t~~      HYMN    XVII. 

*The  peculiar  Goodnefs  of  God  to  Mankind. 

X    /^  LORD,  how  glorious  is  thy  name, 

\Jf  Through  the  wide  earth's  extended  frame  ! 
Majeftick  glories  form  thy  feat, 
And  heaven  adores  beneath  thy  feet, 

2  When  all  thy  mining  works  on  high 
We  meditate  with  raptur'd  eye  ; 
The  filver  moen,  the  ftarry  train, 
Which  gild  the  fair  etherial  plain  : 

3  Lordj  what  is  man,  that  he  mould  mare 
Thy  notice,  thy  indulgent  care  ? 

That  man,  frail  child  of  earth,  mould  be 
The  favourite  of  the  Deity  f 

4  His  place,  thy  forming  hand  affign'd. 
But  juft  below  th'  angelick  kind  ; 
With  nobleft  favours  circled  round, 
And  with  diflinguim'd  honours  crown' d$ 

5  Inverted  him  with  power  and  fway* 
And  bid  the  fubjeft  brutes  obey  ; 
Sovereign  of  all  thy  works  below, 
To  him  the  meaner  creatures  bow  ; 

6  The 


H    Y    M    N      S      XVII.'   XVIII. 

6  The  bleating  flocks,  the  lowing  herds, 
The  gliding  fifli,  the  flying  birds  ; 

All  that  the  earth's  wide  circuit  yields, 
Natives  of  air,  or  feas,  or  fields. 

7  But  flill  let  man,  adoring,  own 

That  Thou,  O  Lord,  art  King  alone  ; 
And  through  the  earth's  extended  fiance 
Declare  the  glories  of  thy  name. 

-1  HYMN     XVIII. 

praife  to  God  for  his  Wonderful  Works. 

1  "\TE  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record 

j[     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodnefs  found 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  fongs  invite, 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light  ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  ftars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

S  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd. 
Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruit  and  fnade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Of  rim,  and  fowl,  and  beafls,  and  worms, 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majeftick  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remoteft  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodnefs  fliines. 

£  Ye  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodnefs  found 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

6  Praife 


HYMNS      XVIII.    XIX.    XX, 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  our  hearts  (hall  joiri 
In  work  fo  pleafant,  fo  divine  ;  , 

Our  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lafh 


HYMN    Xl£. 

The  Beauties  of  Nature. 

I    1    TOW  cheerful  along  the  gay  mead 
jLi     The  daifies  and  cowflips  appear  j 
The  flocks,  as  they  carele'fsly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  fpring  of  the  year. 

%  The  foliage  that  fhades  the  gay  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  fprings  from  the  clod, 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits,  and  fair  flov/'rs> 
All  rife  to  the  praife  of  our  God. 

3  Shall  man,  the  great  mailer  of  all, 

The  only  infenfible  prove  ? 
Forbid  it  fair  gratitude's  call, 
Forbid  it  devotion  and  love. 

4  The  God  who  fuch  wonders  can  raife* 

Forever  his  name  be  ador'd  ; 
Our  lips  fhall  inceflantly  praife, 
Our  heart  fhall  rejoice  in  the  Lord. 


J__  H  Y  M  N    XX. 

The '  Wifdom  of  God  in  his  Works* 
ONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 


■s 


To  thee,  Almighty  God  ; 
To  thee  are  due  our  heart,  our  tongue, 
To  fpread  thy  name  abroad. 


2  Ho# 


HYMNS      XX.    XXI. 

Z  How  great  the  works  thy  hand  has  wrought ! 
How  glorious  in  our  fight  ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  fought 
Thy  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  moft  exa&is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wife  tli'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
Thy  counfels  never  change  the  fcheme 
Which  thy  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  Nature,  and  time,  and  fearth,  and  fkies, 

Thy  heav'nly  fkill  proclaim  ; 

What  (hall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  I 

5  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  trull  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divineft  fkill ; 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race., 
Who  befl  ob'eys  thy  will. 

^~         HYMN     XXI. 

All  Nations  invoked  to  praife  the  Creator. 

E  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  King; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice  ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being,  give  } 
We  are  his  Work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  fheep  that  on  his  paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  of  joy, 

With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 

4  The 


'Y 


If    Y    M    N    S      XXI.      XXII. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  fure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  mail  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


f-    HYMN    XXII. 
An  Invocation  to  praise  God  our  Creator  • 

1  Y    I  F  T  your  voice,  and  thankful  ling 
JLrf  ftaifes  to  our  Heavenly  King. 

Be  the  Lord  your  only  theme, 
Who  of  Gods  is  God  fupreme  ; 
For  his  bleflings  far  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end* 

2  He  afierts  his  jult  command, 
By  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 

He  whofe  wifdom  thron'd  on  high, 
Built,  the  manfions  of  the  fky  ; 
For  his  bleflings  far  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 

3  He  who  bade  the  watery  deep, 
Under  earth's  foundation  deep  j 
And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole, 
Through  the  boundlefs  ether  roll  » 
For  his  bleflings  far  extend, 

And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 

4  Thou,  O  fun,  whofe  powerful  ray 
Rules  the  empire  of  the  day  ; 

You,  O  moon  and  liars,  whofe  light 
Gilds  the  darknefs  of  the  night : 
For  his  bleflings  far  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 

H  *  He 


H-  Y    M    N    S      XXII.    XXUL 

He  with  food  fuftains,  O  earth, 
All  who  claim  from  thee  their  birth  ; 
Yield  the  homage  that  his  name 
From  a  creature's  lips  may  claim  : 
For  his  bleflings  far  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 


4-     HYMN    XXIII. 

Praife  to  God,  our  Creator  and  Pre/ewer* 

I    /^  I V  E  to  our  God  immortal  praife  ! 
VJT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 

Z  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  renown  j 
The  King  of  Kings  with  glory  crown  : 
His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure, 
When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  no  more, 

3  He  built  the  earth  ;  he  fpread  the  iky. 
And  fix'd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 

4  He  fills  the  fun  with  morning  light  ; 
And  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night  : 
His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure, 

When  funs  and  moons  fhall  be  no  more. 

5  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife, 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 


f 


6  Through 


H    Y.   M    N    S      XXIII.  t  XXIV. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  feat  : 
His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure, 
When  this  vain  world  ftiall  be  no  more. 


jL         HYMN    XXIV. 

All  Nature  invoked  to  praife  the  Creator, 

1  T7E  blefs'd  inhabitants  of  heaven, 

X    To  God  be  all  your  praifes  given ; 
O  praife  him  in  the  realms  that  lie 
Above  the  reach  of  mortal  eye. 

2  Praife  him,  thou  fun,  that  round  the  pole 
With  reftlefs  courfe  art  feen  to  roll  ; 

Ye  moon  and  liars,  his  praife  repeat ; 
Praife  him,  ye  heav'ns,  his  awful  feat. 

3  Nor  let  the  heav'ns  his  praife  confine  : 
O,  all  of  earth,  the  chorus  join  ; 

Ye  beafts^  that  range  th'  uncultur'd  foil, 
Or  patient  lend  to  man  your  toil. 

4  Praife  him,  each  bird  that  wings  the  air, 
Each  reptile,  nurtur'd  by  his  care  ; 
And  every  wind,  and  every  ftorm, 
That  duteous  his  commands  perform. 

5  Ye  youthful  bands,  and  virgin  choir, 
Each  lifping  babe,  and  hoary  fire, 
Wake  to  his  name  your  grateful  fongs  ; 
To  him  alone  all  praife  belongs. 

6  His  glory  earth's  wide  bounds  o'erflows, 
Nor  higheft  heav'n  its  limit  knows  : 

O  come,  your  thankful  voices  raife, 
And  confecrate  to  him  your  praife. 

HYMN 


HYMN     XXV. 

^     HYMN    XXV. 
All  Nature  invoked  to  prai/e  the  Creator* 


f       T    E  T  ev'ry  creature  join 


To  praife  th*  eternal  God  : 
Ye  heav'nly  noils,  the  fong  begin, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 

Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights,  ye  heav'nly  flames. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife. 
Or  fall  in  Ihow'rs  or  fnow  ; 
Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  fklesj 
His  pow'r  and  glory  mow. 

Wind,  hail,  and  flafhing  fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorms  confpire 
To  execute  his  word. 

Let  earth  and  ocean  know, 
They  owe  their  Maker  praife  : 
Praife  him,  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below* 
Ye  natives  of  the  leas. 

Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praife  ye  tV  eternal  King  ;  ' 
Judges,  adore  that  fov'reign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  fpring. 

United  zeal  be  mown, 
His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife. 

HYMtf 


If    Y    M    N    S     XXVI.    xxvir. 

HYMN    XXVI. 
Jill  Nature  invoked  to  praife  the  Creator? 

1  /"\  For  an  hymn  of  univerfal  praife  I 

X^J  Its  Makers  fame  let  ev'ry  creature  ralfe  ; 
Ye  glorious  angels  tune  the  raptur'd  lay 
Thro*'  the  fair  manfions  of  eternal  day  ; 
His  praife  let  all  your  mining  ranks  proclaim, 
And  teach  the  diftant  worlds  your  Maker's  name. 

2  His  glorious  power,  O  radiant  fun,  difplay 
Far  as  thy  cheering  beams  diffufe  the  day  ; 
Ye  moon  $nd  ftars,  array 'd  in  fofter  light. 
Recount  his  wonders  to  the  lift'ning  night  ; 
His  power,  ye  fair  expanded  fkies,  proclaim, 
Whofe  word  produc'd  the  vaft  ftupendous  frame* 

j  Let  earth  adore  the  univerfal  Lord  ; 

Through  ev'ry  land  be  his   great  name  ador'd  ; 
While  loud  his  praifes  foaming  billows  roar, 
And  feas  refound  his  name  from  more  to  Ihore  ; 
Ye  tow'ring  mountains  found  his  praife  on  high. 
In  joyful  notes  ye  verdant  vales  reply. 

4  Ye  monarchs  of  the  earth,  your  Lord  adore. 
To  whom  ye  owe  your  delegated  power  ; 
Ye  judges,  his  impartial  law  revere  ; 
Be  ev'ry  fentence  guided  by  his  fear  ; 
Let  fenate,  prince,  and  people  join  to  raife 
The  grateful  tribute  of  obedient  praife. 

HYMN    XXVII. 

All  Nature  invoked  to  praife  the  Creator* 

%  Ty  RAISE  the  Lord,  let  praife  employ 
X     In  his  courts  your  fongs  of  joy  ; 
Let  the  fpacious  heavens  around, 
fecho  back  the  folemn  found.  2.  Angeli 


HYMNS      XXVII.    XXVIII, 

2  Angels,  your  clear  voices  raife  : 
Him,  ye  heav'nly  armies  praife  : 
Sun  and  moon,  with  borrow'd  light  ; 
All  ye  fparkling  eyes  of  night ; 

3  Vapours,  lightning,  hail  and  fnow  ; 
Storms  which,  where  he  bids  you,  blow; 
Waters,  hanging  in  the  air  ; 

«   Heav'n  of  heav'ns— his  praife  declare, 

4  Let  the  earth  his  praife  refound  ; 
Echoing  rocks,  and  feas  profound  ; 
Verdant  vales,  and  mountains  high  ; 
Cedars,  tow'ring  to  the  fky. 

£  Princes,  judges  of  the  earth  ; 

All  of  high  or  humble  birth  ; 

Youths  and  virgins,  fiourifhing  I 

.  In  the  beauty  of  your  fpring  ; 

6  All,  whom  life  and  breath  infpire, 
Come  and  join  the  grateful  choir  ; 
Come,  and  all,  with  one  accord, 
Join  to  praife  th'  Almighty  Lord, 

H         HYMN     XXVIII. 

Thanks  to  God,  our  Prefer-ver. 

\    •^REAT  God  !   to  thee  our  grateful  tongue* 
V_T     United  thanks  mall  raife  : 
Infpire  our  hearts  to  tune  the  fongs 
Which  celebrate  thy  praife. 

Z  Fronj-  thine  almighty  forming  hand 
We  drew  our  vital  pow'rs  : 
Our  time  revolves  at  thy  command, 
In  all  its  circling  hours. 

%  3  Thy 


HYMNS      XXVIII.    XXIX*     • 

3  Thy  pow'r,  our  ever  prefent  guard, 

From  evrry  ill  defends  ; 
While  num'rous  dangers  hover  round, 
Our  help  from  thee  defcends.   . 

4  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 

How  fweet  is  our  repofe  ! 
The  morning-light  renews  the  fprings 
From  whence  our  comfort  flows. 

5  In  celebration  of  thy  praife 

We  will  employ  our  breath  ; 
And,  walking  ftedfaft  in,thy  ways-, 
Will  triumph  over  death. 


/ 


HYMN    XXIX. 

God  the  Guide  of  his  Servants. 

1  T  T  O  W  are  thy  fervants  blefs'd,   O  Lord  I 
JLJL     How  fure  is  their  defence  I 

Eternal  Wifdom  is  their  guide  ; 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care  ; 
Through  burning  climes  they  pafs  unhurt*  ~ 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempeft  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  flow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  fave. 

4  The  ftorm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  fea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  ftill, 

Sin 


HYMNS     XXIX.   XXX.   XXXI. 

5  In  midft  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 
Thy  goodnefs  We'll  adore, 
And  praife  thee  for  thy  mercies  paft. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


+ 


HYMN    XXX. 
^Thanks  for  daily  Pretention. 

1  (~*<  REAT    God,   how  endlefs  is  thy  love  ! 
V_X  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new  j 

And  morning  mercies,  from  above* 
Gently  diftil,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  fpread'fl;  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great, Guardian  of  our  fleeping  hours  1 
Thy  fov'reign  word  reflores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  our  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  We  yield  our  pow'rs  to  thy  command  j 
To  thee  we  confecrate  our  days  ; 
Perpetual  bleflings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

j^       HYMN    XXXI, 
*Thanh  for  Mercies,  temporal  and  ffiritual. 

1  V    ORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  furveys 
I  j     Creation's  beauties  o'er, 

All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praife, 
And  bid;  our  fouls  adore. 

2  The  living  tribes  of  countlefs  forms. 

In  earth,  and  fea,  and  air, 
The  meaneft  flies,  the  fmalleft  worms, 
Almighty  pow'r  declare. 

3  Thy 


HYMNS      XXXI.    XX&IL 

3  Thy  wifdom,  power,  and  goodnefs,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear  ; 
And,  O  !  let  man  thy  praife  record, 
Man,  thy  diftinguim'd  care  ! 

4  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  5 

That  breath  thy  pow'r  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  fuftains.    ' 

5  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praife  l 

Of  reafon's  light  poffefs'd  ; 

By  revelation's  brighteft  rays' 

Still  more  divinely  blefs'd. 

6  Thy  providence,  his  conftant  guard, 

When  threat'ning  woes  impend  5 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  fuccours  lend, 

7  On  us  that  providence  has  fhone; 

With  gentle,  fmiling  rays  : 
O  let  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife  t 

7^    H  Y  M  N     XXXli. 
*The  Advantage  of  Divine  Revelation. 

1  T  Y  7HEN  Ifrael  through  the  defert  pafs'd, 

V  V  A  fiery  piHaf  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  wafte; 
And  leffen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  the  glorious  word  of  God  ; 
'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  j 
It  fheds  a  luftre  all  abroad,5 

And  points  the  psth  to  blifs  and  heaven. 

1  i» 


HYMNS      XXXII.    XXXIII. 

3  It  fills  the  foul  with  fweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 

It  fets  our  wandering  footfteps  right ; 
Difplays  his  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promifes  rejoice  the  heart  ; 
Its  dodlrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleafure  it  imparts  ; 
It  comforts  and  inftrufts  us  too. 

.5  Ye  favour'd  lands,  blefs'd  with  this  word; 
Ye  faints,  who  feel  its  faving  power  ; 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  his  diftinguifh'd  grace  adore. 

;  H  Y  M  N    XXXIII. 

*"^      God  our  Shepherd, 

I   /'"XUR  fhepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 
\J  Now  fhall  our  wants  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  our  fafety  and  our  guide. 

.1  In  paftures  where  falvation  grows, 
He  makes  us  feed,  he  makes  us  reft  ; 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food's  divinely  blefh 

3  Our  wand'ring  feet  his  ways  miftake  ; 
But  he  reftores  our  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  us,  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteoufnefs. 

4  Amidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps, 
Thou  art  our  comfort,  thou  our  flay  ; 
Thy  ftaff  fupports  our  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  directs  our  doubtful  way. 


Thougl: 


HYMNS     XXXIII.  XXXIV. 

5  Though  we  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
Our  heart  and  hope  mall  never  fail, 
For  God  our  ihepherd's  with  us  there. 


HYMN    XXXIV. 

j-      God  our  Shepherd* 

i       ^T^HE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 
X      I  mail  be  well  fupply'd  : 
Since  he  is  mine,   and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 
Where  heav'nly  palture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannpt  yield  to  fear  :  „ 

Tho'  I  mould  walk  through  death's  dark  made. 
My  ihepherd's  with  me,  there. 

5  The  bounties  of  thy  love 
Shall  crown  my  following  days  : 

Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 


H  Y  M  N 


HYMN     XXXV* 
HYMN    XXXV. 
y~       Go  J  our  Shepherd. 

1  /np-^HE  Lord  my  pafture  mall  prepare, 

*  X     And  feed  me  with  a  fhepherd's  care  ; 
His  prefence  fhall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 

2  My  noon-day  walks  he  fhall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend  : 
When  in  the  fultry  glebe  I  faint. 
Or  on  the  thirty  mountains  pant, 

3  To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  fteps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  flow, 
Amidft  the  verdant  landfkip  flow. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  ftray, 
Thy  prefence  fhall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wildernefs  mail  fmile, 

5  With  fudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  ftreams  mall  murmur  all  around. 
Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread, 

6  My  fteadfaft  heart  fhall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill : 
Thy  friendly  crook  fhall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  difmal  made. 


frlYMN 


HYMNS      XXXVI.    XXXVII. 

HYMN    XXXVI. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

if"    O,  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine  ! 
I  j  Want  fhall  never  more  be  mine  ; 
In  a  pafture  fair  and  large 
He  will  feed  his  happy  charge. 

2  When  I  faint  with  fummer's  heat, 
He  will  lead  my  weary  feet 

To  the  ftreams  that^  flill  and  flow* 
Thro'  the  verdant  meadow  flow. 

3  He  my  foul  anew  will  frame, 
And  his  mercy  to  proclaim, 
When  thro'  devious  paths  I  flray, 
Teach  my  rteps  the  better  way. 

4  Thro'  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  fhades  of  death  o'erfpread  ; 
There  I  walk  from  terror  free. 
While  protected,  Lord,  by  thee. 


HYMN     XXXVII. 
God  our  Shepherd. 

THE  Lord  is  my  fhepherd,  my  guardian,  and 
guide; 
Whatfoever  I  want,  he  will  kindly  provide  ; 
To  the  (heep  of  his  paflure  his  mercies  abound, 
His  care  and  protection  his  flock  will  furround  ; 
If  e'er  from  his  fold  they  mould  wander  abroad. 
His  care  will  recall  them,  and  fix  their  abode, 
Where  himfelf,  in  the  midft,  with  a  provident  eye, 
Will  regard  all  their  wants,  and  provide  a  fupply. 

2  The 


H    Y    M    K    S     XXXVII.    XXXVIIL 

The  Lord  is  my  fhepherd,  what  then  mail  I  fear  ? 
What  danger  can  frighten  me  while  he  is  near  ? 
Not  when  the  time  calls  me  to  walk  thro'  the  vale 
Of  the  fhadow  of  death,  fhall  my  heart  ever  fail  ; 
Tho'  afraid,  of  myfelf,  to  purfue  the  dark  way, 
Thy  rod  and  thy  flafFbe  my  comfort  and  flay  ; 
For  I  know,  by  thy  guidance,  when  once  it  is  pall, 
To  a  fountain  of  life  it  will  bring  me  at  lafl. 

The  Lord  is  become  my  falvation  and  fong, 

His  bleffings  ihall  follow  me  all  my  life  long  ; 

Whatfoever  condition  he  places  me  in, 

I  am  fure  'tis  the  bell  it  could  ever  have  been  ; 

For  the  Lord  he  is  good,  and  his  mercies  are  fure ; 

He  only  afflicts  us,  in  order  to  cure  ; 

The  Lord  will  I  praife  while  I  have  any  breath, 

Be  content  all  rny  life,  and  refign'd  in  my  death. 


HYMN     XXXVIII. 
God  the  Guide  of  the  Humble. 

WHOE'ER,  with  humble  fear, 
To  God  his  duty  pays, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  a  faithful  guide 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

He  thofe  in  virtue  guides, 
Who  his  direction  feek, 
And  in  his  facred  paths  will  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

Thro'  all  the  ways  of  God 
Eoth  truth  and  mercy  mine, 
To  thofe  who,  with  religious  hearts, 
To  his  blefs'd  will  incline. 

*jm  4.  The 


HYMNS     XXXVIIt.   XXXIX. 

The  meek  the  Lord  will  blefs, 
And  make  them  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  given. 


HYMN     XXXIX. 
~yt     Creation  and  Providence. 

I   X7E  humble  fouls, in  God  rejoice  ! 

j[     Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

a  Juftice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodnefs  proves, 

His  word  the  heavenly  arches  fpread  ; 
How  wide  they  mine  from  north  to  fouth  I 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  Harry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  feas, 

Thofe  wat'ry  treafures  know  their  place 

In  the  vaft  florehoufe  of  the  deep  : 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires,  and  feas,  and  heav'n,  and  earth* 

His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

'4  Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record, 

His  facred  name  forever  blefs  ; 
Where'er  the  circling  fan  difplays 
His  rifmg  beams,  or  fetting  rays, 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  his  pow'r  confefs. 

HYMN 


HYMNS      XL.    tLti 
HYMN    XL. 

God  bearing  Prayer, 

THRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  lift, 
In  trouble,  and  in  joy, 
The  praifes  of  my  God  mall  frill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

Of  his  dehVrance  I  will  boaft, 
Till  all  who  are  diftrefs'd 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  footh  their  griefs  to  reft. 

O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
With  me  exalt  his  name  ; 
To  him  in  my  diftrefs  I  cry'd, 
He  to  my  refcue  came. 

With  grateful  hearts  obferve  his  way5p 
And  on  his  goodnefs  reft; 
So  will  your  own  experience  prove 
That  pious  fouls  are  bleft.: 

For  while  his  fear  infpires  your  breaft, 
His  mercy  will  be  nigh, 
To  guard-  your  lives  from  threat'ning  ills*' 
And  all  your  wants  fupply. 


J^        HYMN    XLI. 

Providence  and  Grace. 

I   TJTIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
JlI  Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  fhines.; 
Thy  truth  (hall  break  thro'  ev'ry  cloud 
Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

2  For 


HYMNS      X'LI.    XLH, 

z  Forever  firm  thy  juftice  ftands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Great  are  the  wonders  of  thine  hands. 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep  i 

3  Thy  mercy  makes  the  earth  thy  care, 
Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 
Angels  and  men  thy  bounty  mare, 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge. 

4  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 
With  what  afiurance  may  the  juft 

Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make* 
.And  faints  to  thy  protection  trull. 

5  Such  guefls  mall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
And  there  enjoy  a  rich  re  pad, 
There  drink,  as  from  a  fountain  head, 
Of  joys  which  mall  forever  lafl. 

6  With  thee  the  fprings  of  life  remain, 
Thy  prefsnce  is  eternal  day  ; 

O  let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain, 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay, 

HYMN     XLII. 

Gratitude  to   God. 

i  TT7HEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God/ 
V  V        My  rjfing  foul  furveys, 
Tranfported  with  the  view,   I'm  loft 
In  wonder,  love  and  praife  ! 

2  O,  how  (hall  words  with  equal  warmth 
The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravim'd  heart  ? 
But  thou  canft  read  it  there. 

K  3  Thy 


HYMN      XLII. 

3  Thy  providence  my  life  fuftain'd. 

And  all  my  wants  redreft, 

When  in  the  filcnt  womb  I  lay. 

And  hung  upon  the  breaft. 

4  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themfelves  in  pray'r. 

5  Unnumber'd  comforts  to  my  foul 

Thy  tender  care  beftow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  thofc  comforts  flowM. 

6  When  in  the  flipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedlefs  fteps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm  unfeen  convey'd  me  fafe# 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils  and  deaths, 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way, 
And  through  the  pleafing  fnares  of  vice, 
Mor<i  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

8  Ten  thoufand  thoufand  precious  gift* 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  lead  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tafles  thofe  gifts  with  joy. 

o  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodnefs  I'll  purfue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  diftant  worlds,. 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 


io  When 


HYMNS     XLIU    XLIII. 

10  When  natijre  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more  ;  t 

My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  mail  adore. 

1 1  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  fong  I'll  raife  ; 

For,  oh  !  eternity's  too  mort 

To  utter  all  thy  praife. 

■jL     HYMN    XLIIT. 

^bank/giving  for  the  Fruits  of  the  Earth. 

x   /~\  PRAISE  the  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 
\J     Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Viiits  the  pairures  ev'ry  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  his  command, 
Their  wat'ry  ble flings  from  the  fky, 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  ; 
The  vallies  rich  provifion  yield, 
And  the  glad  labourers  fmg. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  ev'ry  fide, 

Rejoice  at  falling  fhow'rs  ; 
The  meadows,  drefs'd  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  nW'rs. 

5  The  barren  clouds,  refrcfh'd  with  rain; 

Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raife  the  reaper's  hope. 


H    Y    M    N     3      XLIII.   XLIV. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  c/owns  : 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  fhepherds  ihout  thy  praife. 

7  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 

The  ftill  returns  of  night ; 
Thou  haft  prepar'd  the  glorious  fun 
And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 

8  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  ftand  : 
The  fummer's  warmth  and  winter's  cold 
Attend  on  thy  ccmmand. 

■4        HYMN     XLIV. 

Thank/giving  for  the  Fruits  cf  the  Earth. 

THOU,  who  to  our  humble  pray'r 
Doll  always  bend  thy  liit'ning  ear  I 
To  thee  fhall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 


■o 


2  By  wond'rous  acts,  O  God,  moftjuft! 

Have  we  thy  gracious  anfwer  found  ; 
In  thee  remoteft  nations  truft, 

And  thcfe  whom  ftormy  waves  furround. 

3  From  out  thy  unexhaufled  ftore 

Thy  rain  relieves  the  thirfty  ground  ; 
Makes  lands,  that  barren  were  bsfore, 
With  corn  and  richeft  fruits  abound. 

4  On  rifing  ridges  down  it  pours, 

And  cv'ry  furrow' d  valley  fills  ; 
Thou  mak'lt  them  foft  with  gentle  fhow'rs, 
In  which  a  bleft  increafe  diftils. 


;Tby 


HYMNS      XLIV.    XLV. 

5  Thy  goodnefs  does  the  circling  year 

With  frefh  returns  of  plenty  crown  ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths  appear, 
The  fruitful  clouds  drop  fatnefs  down. 

6  They  drop  on  barren  forefts,  chang'd 

By  them  to  paftures  frefh  and  green  5 
The  hills  about,  in  order  rang'd, 
In  beauteous  robes  of  joy  are  feen. 

7  Large  flocks,  with  fleecy  wool,  adorn 

The  cheerful  downs  ;  the  vallies  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  full-ear'd  corn, 
And  feem  for  joy  to  fhout  and  fing. 

~h     HYMN     XLV. 
Thank/giving  for  Deliverance  from  Danger  at  Sea, 

1  T    O  R  D  !  for  the  juft  thou  dofl  provide  ; 
X_j     Thou  art  their  fure  defence  : 
Eternal  Wifdom  is  their  guide  \ 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  Though  they  through  foreign  lands  mould  roan? 

And  breathe  the  tainted  air 
In  burning  climates,   far  from  home, 
Yet  thou,  their  God,  art  there. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  fweetens  ev'ry  foil, 

Makes  ev'ry  country  pleafe' ; 
Thou  on  the  fnowy  hills  doft  fmile, 
And  fmooth'it.  the  rugged  feas. 

4  When  waves  on  waves,  to  heav'n  uprear'd, 

Defy'd  the  pilot's  art ; 
When  terror  in  each  face  appear'd, 
And  forrow  in  each  heart  ; 

5  To 


HYMNS      XLV.  XLVI. 

5  To  thee  I  rais'd  my  humble  pray'r 

To  fnatch  me  from  the  grave  ; 

I  found  "  thine  ear  not  flow  to  hear, 

"  Nor  fhort  thine  arm  to  fave." 

6  Thou  gav'ft  the  word — the  winds  did  ceafe, 

The  ftorms  obey'd  thy  will  ; 
The  raging  fea  was  hufh'd  in  peace, 
And  ev'ry  wave  lay  ftill. 

7  For  this,  my  life,  in  ev'ry  Hate, 

A  l'rfe  of  praife  fliall  be  ; 
And  death  (when  death  (hall  be  my  fate) 
Shall  join  my  foul  to  thee. 


•h 


HYMN     XL  VI. 

"y  A  Funeral  Thought. 

ARK  !   from  the  tombs  a  doleful  foun4  I 
My  cars,  attend  the  cry  ! 
Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
'  Where  ye  mull  fhortly  lie. 


2  '■  Princes,  this  clay  mud  be  your  bed, 
"  In  fpite  of  all  your  pow'rs  ; 
Cf  The  tall,  the  wife,  and  rev'rend  head, 
"  Mull  be  as  low  as  ours." 

5  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  are  we  flill  fecure  ? 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb> 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Then  teach  us,  Lord,  th'  uncertain  fum 
Of  our  fnort  days  to  mind  ; 
That  to  true  wifdom  all  our  hearts 
Mav  ever  be  inclin'd. 


HYMN 


HYMNS      XLVII,  XLVIin 


B 


HYMN    JfLVII. 

/  The  Goodnefs  of  God, 

E  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
X3  Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  tc  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fix'd ;   my  tongue  mall  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife— 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

3  In  thee,  my  God,  are  all  the  fprin gs 
Of  boundlefs  love,  and  grace  unknown  ; 
All  the  rich  bleffings  Nature  brings 
Are  gifts  defcending  from  thy  throne, 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  thy  goodnefs  reign5> 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  iky  ; 

Thy  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  duTolve  and  die. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell* 


^ 


HYMN    XLVIII.- 

The  Pleafure  and  Advantage  of  Publich  TForfiip. 

I   f*  REAT  God,  attend,  while  Sion  fings 
VJ  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings ; 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

2  God  >, 


HYMNS      XLVIIL   XLIX, 

2  God  is  our  fun — he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  fhield — he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  afTaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

3  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls* 

4  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  ftrength, 
Till  all  fhall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worfhip  there. 

HYMN     XLIX. 
God  our  Protestor. 

1  TJE  who  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
X"j[    Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  abode, 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  fafe  at" night  (hall  reft  his  head. 

2  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  fmiles  blefs  all  the  day  ; 
He  fpreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  hours  while  Nature  fleeps. 

3  Then  will  I  fay,  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r  ; 
I,  who  am  form'd  of  feeble  dull, 
Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trufl. 

4  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  fkies  ;  « 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives. 
There  my  Almighty  F^efuge  lives. 

<;  He 


HYMNS      XLIX.    L. 

He  lives,  the  everlafKng  God, 
Who  built  the  world,  and  fpi-ead  the  flood  ; 
He  lives,  and  by  his  heav'nly  care 
Preferves  my  life  from  ev'ry  fhare. 


HYMN     L. 

God'l  Truth  and  Equity. 

I    Q  I  N  G  to  the  Lord  a  joyful  fong  ; 
i[3   Earth  to  his  praife  the  note  prolong. 
Till  realms  remote  his  acts  have  known, 
And  man's  whole  race  his  wonders  own. 

Z  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  praife  ! 
What  God,  like  him,  our  fear  can  raife  I 
Not  fuch  as  heathen  lands  afford^ 
Created  ftrft,  and  then  ador'd. 

3  Exult,  ye  heav'ns  !   Exalt,  G  £arth  I 
And,  partner  in  the  facred  mirth. 
Let  ocean  in  its  fulnefs  rife,- 

And  thunder  to  the  difrant  fides  I 

4  Rich  in  his  gifts,  ye  fields,  rejoice  } 
While  in  his  praife  the  woods  their  voice 
Exalt,  and  hail,  with  lowly  nod, 

The  prefence  of  th"'  approaching  Gcd  ! 

|  He  comes,  in  awful  pomp  array'd  ! 
He  comes,to  judge  the  world  he  made  ! 
Truth  ihall  with  him  the  caufe  decide;* 
And  Equity  his  feritence  guide, 


H  V  M  N 


H    Y     M    N    S     LI.    LII. 


/ 


HYMN    LI. 

The  Mercies  of  God. 

1  A   WAKE,  my  foul !   Awake,  my  teague  1 
JL\.  My  God  demands  the  grateful  fong  ; 
Let  all  my  inmoft  pow'rs  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  1 

2  Divinely  free  his  mercy  flows, 
Forgives  my  fins,  allays  my  woes  ; 
He  bids  approaching  death  remove, 
And  crowns  me  with  a  father's  love. 

5  My  youth,  decay'd,  his  pow'r  repairs  \ 
His  hand  Mains  my  growing  years  ; 
He  fatisfies  my  mouth  with  food, 
And  feeds  my  foul  with  heav'nly  good. 

4  His  mercy  with  unchanging  rays 
Forever  mines,  though  time  decays  ; 
And  children's  children  (hall  record 
The  truth  and  goodrvefs  of  the  Lord. 

;  While  all  his  works  his  praife  proclaim,. 
0  And  men  and  angels  blefs  his  name, 
O  let  my  heart,  my  life,  my  tongue, 
Attend,  and  join  the  facred  fong  I 


HYMN    LII. 

^~    God  kind  cuid  merciful* 

E  T  ev\y  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
Thou  fov' reign  Lord  of  all  1 
lhy  flrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raiie  the  poor  that  fall. 


L 


When 


HYMNS      LII.   LIII. 

2  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  dittreft 
Beneath  Tome  proud  oppreffor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'il  the  mourners  reit. 

3  Thy  grace  fupports  cur  tott'ring  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  : 
Holy  and  juft  are  all  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  words  are  truth. 

4  Thou  know'ft  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel 

Thou  hear'lt  thy  children's  cry  ; 
And,  their  beft  willies  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  Thy  mercy  never  mail  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fmcere, 
To  fave  the  fouls,  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 


y-     HYMN     LIII. 
Praife  to  God  for  his  Gcodncfs  and  Truth, 

1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
J[_   And  when  my  voice  is  loll  in  death, 

Praife  jfhali  employ  my  nobler  po.v'rs  ; 
My  days  of  praife  lhall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lall, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Nature's  God- -he  made  the' iky, 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  : 
His  truth  forever  Hands  fecure, 
lie  faves  th'  opprert,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  fnall  find  his  promife  vain. 


4   Th, 


HYMNS      LIII.   LZV. 

g  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind, 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind, 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  confcience  peace4 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 

The  wifiow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  prifoner  fweet  releafe. 
4  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath? 

And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death? 
Praife  {hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  ; 

My  days  of  praife  fha.ll  ne'er  be  pail, 

While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft^ 
Or  immortalitv  endures. 


4 


HYMN     LIV. 

Thanks  for  the  Go/pel. 

i   g^  OD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
Vj  His  mind  and  will  to  faints  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  fon  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  days , 

z  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  true  record  ;  < 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heav'n 
Is  by  this  fure  conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  exprei% 
Able  to  make  us  wife  and  bleil ; 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  O  render  thanks  to  God  above, 

For  his  rich  grace,  his  boundlefs  love  ; 
Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
And  ev'ry  nation  praife  the  Lord. 


HYMK 


HYMNS      LV.  LVJ, 

HYMN     LV. 

7^       The  Bkfflngs  of  the  Go/pel. 

I        TTJ  EHOLD  the  morning  fun 
j(5      Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  runf 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

Z       But  where  the  gofpel  comes 
It  fpreads  diviner  light  ; 
It  calls  dead  iinners  from  their  tombs, 
An.d  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3       How  perfedl  is  thy  word, 
And  all  thy  judgments  juit, 
Forever  fure  thy  promife,  Lord, 
Which  we  fecurely  truft. 

f       Thou  gracious  God,  how  plain, 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  1 
O  may  we  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n. 

j       While  with -our  heart  and  tongue 
We  fpread  thy  praife  abroad, 
Accept  the  worfhip  and  the  fong^ 
Our  Father  and  our  God  J 


HYMN     LVI. 

^L   The  Glory  and  Succrfs  cfile  Go/pel. 

j  •  *  |  ^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
X     In  every  {tar  thy  wifdom  mines  $ 
But,  in  the  volume  of  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 


2  Sun 


HYMNS      LVI.   LVII. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  ftars,  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  (land  : 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

3  Nor  let  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft, 
Till  thro'  the  earth  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  it  has  all  the  nations  bieft, 
That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 

4  Great  Goct  of  righteoufnefs,  arife, 
Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light, 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgment  right. 

5  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiven, 
Lord,  cleanfe  our  fins,  our  fouls  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  our  guide  to  heaven. 


H  Y  M  N    LVII. 

Praife  to  the  God  cf cur  Saluathn. 

1  YJ  AIL  the  God  of  cur  falvation, 
JJTjL  Triumph  in  redeeming  love  ; 
Let  us  with  glad  exultation 

Imitate  the  blell  above. 

2  Light  of  thcfe  whcfe  dreary  dwelling 

Border  d  on  the  fiiadea  cf  death, 
He  hath  by  his  grace  revealing, 
Scatter'd  all  the  clouds  beneath. 

3  Father  thou.art  al!  companion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 


Hail  the  God  of  our  falvation, 
Praife  him  ev'ry  thankful  heart. 


4  Joyfully 


H    Y    M    N    S     IA'II.    LVIII. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
There  enraptur'd,  fall  before  him, 
Loll  in  wonder,  love  and  praife. 


HYMN    LVIIL 

Rejoicing  in  the  Hope  of  Gl&ry^ 

I   ^T^HOU  God  of  our  falvation, 
X.     We  joyfully  adore  thee, 
/  Trufting  thy  care, 

To  keep  us  here 
And  bring  us  fafe  to  glory. 

Z  We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices 
With  bleft  anticipation 

And  fhout  aloud, 

And  give  to  God 
The  praife  of  our  falvation. 

5  We  lift  our  voice  exulting 

In  thine  almighty  favour, 
The  love  divine 
Which  made  us  thine 

Shall  keep  us  thine  forever. 

4  By  faith  we  fee  the  glory 

To  which  thou  wilt  reilore  us, 

We  lift  our  eyes 

To  that  high  prize 
Which  thou  haft  fet  before  us, 

5  Thou  God  of  our  falvation 
We  joyfully  adore  thee  ; 

We  truft  thy  care 
To  keep  us  here 
And  bring  us  fafe  to  glory. 


HYMN 


h    r    M    N    S      LIX.     XL. 

f    HYMN     LIX. 
Fruitful  Showers,  Emblems  of  the  Qcf/cl. 

MARK  the  foft-falling  fnow, 
And  the  difFufive  rain, 
To  heaven  from  whence  it  fell. 
It  turns  not  back  again, 
But  waters  earth  through  every  pore-, 
And  calls  forth  all  its  fecret  {tore. 

Array'd  in  living  green, 

The  hills  and  valleys  mine. 

And  man  and  beai1  is  [ed 

l)y  providence  divine  ; 
The  harveft  bows  its  golden  ears, 
T'ie  copious  feed  of  future  yeais.- 

"  So  faith  the  God  cf  grace, 

'«  My  gofpel  fhall  defcend, 

«*  Almighty  to  effect 

"  The  purpofe  I  intend  ; 
w  Millions  of  fouls  fhall  feel  its  power, 
•'  And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more. 

"  Joy  fhall  begin  their  march, 
"  And  peace  protect  their  ways. 
"  While  all  the  mountains  round 
'*  Echo  melodious  praife  ; 
"  The  vocal  groves  mall  fing  the  God, 
"  And  every  tree  confenting  nod." 


HYMN     XL. 


Ar 


Tke  Equity  of  the  Divine  Difpenfaliottf* 

I   TT^ATHER  of  men,  who  can  complain 
JJ  -Under  thy  mild  and  equal  reign  f 
Who  does  a  weight  of  duty  lhare 
More  than  his  aids  and  pow'rs  can  bear  ? 


2  Wit* 


H    Y    M    N    S      LX.   LXI, 

2  With  difPring  climes  and  differing  lands* 
With  fruitful  plains  and  barren  fands, 
Thy  hand  hath  form'd  this  earthly  rbundi 
And  fet  each  nation  in  its  bound. 

3  With  like  variety  thy  ray 

Here  fheds  a  full,  there  fainter  day, 
While  all  are  in  their  meafure  Ihovv'd 
The  way  to  happinefs  and  God. 

4  O  the  unbounding  grace  which  brought 
To  us  the  words  by  Jefus  taught  ! 

So  bleft  and  with  fuch  hopes  infpir'd, 
How  much  is  giv'n,  how  much  requir'd  ! 

/    HYMN    LXL 
thrift's  Refurreftion  a  Pledge  of  ours, 

1  T>  L  E  S  S  '  D  be  the  everlafting  God, 
J)     The  Father  of  our  Lord  ! 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'dy 
His  majefty  ador'd  ! 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  fona 

And  cail'd  him  to  the  iky, 

He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  tho*  thy  uncontroul'd  decree 

Command  us  back  to  duft  ? 
Yet,  as  the. Lord  our  Saviour  rofe^ 
So  all  his  followers  mufc. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

P.eferv'd  againft  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiPd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

M  c  We 


H    V    M    N    S     LXI.  LXII. 

5  We  by  thy  pow'r,  O  God,  are  kept, 
Till  the  falvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ftrangers  here, 
'Till  thou  (halt  call  us  home. 


HYMN    LXII. 

Thanks  to  God  for  Blejfings  in  Cbrift* 


f 


LO  U  D  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Thy  titles  fpread  abroad, 
Of  Chrift  our  glorious  Lord, 
The  Father  and  the  God  ; 
Thro'  fuch  a  Son  thy  church's  head, 
O'er  worlds  unknown  thine  honours  fpread* 

Ten  thoufand  gifts  of  love 

From  thee  thro'  him  defcend, 

And  bear  our  fouls  above, 

To  joys  that  never  end  ; 
Suftain'd  by  God,  to  heaven  they  foaf 
And  thro'  the  road  his  arm  adore. 

Ten  thoufand  fongs  of  praife 

Shall  for  thy  mercies  rife, 

And,  thro'  eternal  days, 

Shall  echo  round  the  Ikies  ; 
New  ihouts  we'll  give,  and  loud  proclaim, 
The  glories  of  thy  facred  name. 


HYMN 


HYMN     LXIIL 
V-     H  Y  M  N    LXIIL 

The  Spring  an  Emblem  of  Go/pel  BUffings. 

t  T)  RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  bleffings  Row, 
JL     Whofe  goodnefs  crowns  the  varied  year  ; 
While  nature's  works  his  bounty  Ihow, 
Let  gratitude  falute  him  here  ; 

Swell,  gently  fwell,  the  folemn  fong, 
Now  pour  the  bounding  notes  along, 
Teach  choirs  below,  to  choirs  above, 
To  echo  back  the  common  lay, 
And,  as  they  praife  unbounded  love, 
To  join  in  bounty's  holiday. 

To  God  the  univerfal  King 
Be  facred  every  grateful  choir  ! 
In  ceafelefs  hymns,  all  praifes  ling, 
That  endlefs  bounty  can  infpire  1 

2  All  loft,  beneath  Item  winter's  reign, 
Creation's  genial  powers  appear 'd, 
Spring  call'd  them  into  life  again, 

See,  budding  verdure  fhews  they  heard  ; 
Blefs,  blefs,  O  man  !  the  kind  delign, 
Whofe  nobler  counter-part  is  thine  ! 

Thy  powers  a  gloomier  winter  froze, 

Till  thy  Meffiah's  cheering  ray, 

Prolilick  of  fair  truth,  arofe, 

And  fhed  the  blaze  of  mental  day. 
To  God  the  univerfal  King 
Be  facred  every  grateful  choir  ! 
In  ceafelefs  hymns,  all  praifes  ling, 
That  endlefs  "bounty  can  infpire  1 

3  All  fpotlefs,  as  the  truth  he  taught, 
Free,  as  the  mercy  he  difplay'd, 
He  Ihew'd  what  human  duty  ought, 

'  He  did  what  heavenly  goodnefs  bade  ; 
Enfore'd  each  juft  command  he  gave, 
Nor  liv'd,  nor  dy'd,  in  vain  to  fave. 

Praife 


HYMNS     LXIII.  LXIV. 

Praife  God,  whofe  heavenly  mercy  fent 
His  Son  to  fave  a  finful  race, 
Let  ev'ry  heart  with  one  confent 
Adore  the  free,  the  wond'rous  grace. 
To  God  the  univerfal  King, 
Be  facred  every  grateful  choir  ! 
In  ceafelefs  hymns  all  praifes  fmgj 
That  endlefs  mercy  can  infpire  I 


-4~        HYMN    LXIV. 

^he  Invitation  of  the  Go/pel, 

1  T    E  T  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
1  j     And  every  heart  rejoice  : 

The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice? 

2  Ho  !   all  ye  weary  wand'ring  Couh 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul-reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tafte. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  ftreams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  third 
With  flreams  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine* 


$  Th« 


HYMNS      LXIV.   LXV, 

The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fupplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 


/ 


HYMN    LXV. 


God  sxalted  above  all  Praife. 

1  A   LMIGHTY  Author  of  our  frame, 
jf\  To  thee  our  vital  pow'rs  belong  ; 
Thy  praife  (delightful,  glorious  theme  !  ) 
Demands  our  heart,  our  life,  our  tongue. 

2  Our  hearts,  our  lives,  our  tongues,  are  thine  : 
O  be  thy  praife  their  beft  employ  ! 

But  may  our  fongs  with  angels  join. 
Nor  facred  awe  forbid  the  joy  I 

3  Thy  glories  the  feraphick  lyre, 

On  all  its  firings,  attempts  in  vain  : 
Then  how  mall  mortals  dare  afpire, 
In  thought,  to  try  th'  unequal  ftrain  ? 

4  Yet  the  great  Sov'reign  of  the  ikies 
To  mortals  bends  a  gracious  ear  ; 
Nor  the  mean  tribute  will  defpife, 
When  offer'd  with  a  heart  iincere* 

j 

5  Great  God,  accept  the  humble  praife, 

And  guide  our  heart,  and  guide  our  tongue> 
While  to  thy  name  we  trembling  raife 
The  grateful,  though  unworthy,  fong. 


HYMN 


HYMNS     LXVI.  LXVII. 
j  HYMN    LXVI. 

God  exalted  above  all  Praife. 

1  TJ  E  F  O  R  E  the  awful  throne  we  bow 
JL>     Of  heavVs  Eternal  King; 

To  him  prefent  the  folemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praifes  fing. 

2  How  weak,  great  God,  our  nobleft  fongs 

To  magnify  thy  ways  ! 
Nor  human  nor  angeltck  tongues 
Can  fhew  forth  all  thy  praife. 

3  Yet  be  it  now  our  chief  delight 

Our  feeble  notes  to  join, 
Until  with  angels  we  unite 
In  anthems  more  divine. 

.4  Nor  from  thy  prefence  call  away 
The  of?' ring  that  we  bring  : 
Lord  !  teach  our  hearts  aright  to  pray* 
'     And  tune  our  lips  to  fing. 

HYMN    LXVII. 
T"    Praife  to  the  great  and  gocd  God. 

1  T    O  N  G  as  we  live,  we'll  blefs  thy  name, 
I  j     Great  King,  and  God  of  love  I 

Our  work  and  joy  fhall  be  the  fame 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Thy  grace  mall  dwell  upon  our  tongues  ; 

And,  while  our  lips  rejoice, 
The  men,  who  hear  our  facred  fongs, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

%  Fathers 


HYMNS      LXVII.  LXTO& 

3  Fathers  to  Tons  fhall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim* 

And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

4  Thy  glorious  deeds,  of  ancient  date, 

Shall  thro*  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  (late* 
With  publick  fplendour  mown. 

5  The  world  is  govern'd  by  thy  hands, 

The  people  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

HYMN     LXVIII. 

Invocation  to  praife  God, 

I   XTE  tribes  of  earth,  in  God  rejoice  ; 

I     His  prefence  hail,  with  thankful  voice  ; 
To  him  your  willing  homage  pay, 
And  wake  the  tributary  lay  ; 
Submiffive  to  his  will,  in  him 
Behold  the  God  of  Gods  fupreme. 

s  With  confcious  wonder  oft  furvey'd, 
He,  not  ourfelves,  our  frame  has  made  ; 
The  fubje&s  of  his  pow'r  we  iland, 
The  fheep  that  own  his  guiding  hand  : 
O  enter  then  his  gates  with  praife, 
To  him  your  loudeft  accents  raife. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  his  love  proclaim* 
And  blefs,  O  blefs  his  awful  name  ; 
For  truth  in  him,  and  mercy,  live  ; 
That  truth  fhall  time  itfelf  furvive  ; 
That  mercy,  thro'  the  length  of  days, 
Unclouded,  pour  its  healing  rays. 


H  Y  M  N 


HYMNS      LXIX.  LXX. 
i       HYMN    LXIX. 

Prai/e  and  Thankj giving. 

I       y^W  U  R  Maker,  and  our  King, 

\J     To  thee  our  all  we  owe, 
Thy  fovereign  bounty  is  the  fpring 
From  whence  our  bkflings  flow. 

£       Thou  ever  good  and  kind, 
A  thoufand  reafons  move, 
A  thoufand  obligations  bind, 
Our  hearts  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creatures  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  we  live  ; 

Great  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praife  than  life  can  give, 

4  O  let  thy  grace  infpire 

Our  fouls  with  ftrength  divine  ; 
Let  all  our  powers  to  thee  afpire, 
And  all  our  days  be  thine. 


HYMN    LXX. 

Praife  and  Thank/giving* 

I   TT  O  L  Y,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
X"l   Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd  I 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Hail,  celeilial  goodnefs,  hail  ! 

2.  Tho'  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Our  humble  hallelujahs  hear  : 
Purer  praife  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  fin'gv 


3  While 


HYMNS      LXX.  LXXL 

3  While  on  earth  ordain'd  to  Hay, 
Guide  our  footfteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee. 
And  all  thy  glorious  greatnefs  fee. 

4  Then  no  tongue  mall  filent  be, 
And  all  mall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That,  thro'  heav'n's  all-fpacious  roundj 
Thy  praife,  O  God,  may  ever  found, 

5  Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail : 
Hail,  celeflial  goodnefs,  hail  ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd  ! 

HYMN      LXXL 
Praife  and  Thank  [giving. 

1  fT  AIL,  thou  eternal  King  ! 
XX   Thy  ceafelefs  praife  we  fing  J 

Praife  mall  our  glad  tongues  employ., 
Praife  o'erflow  our  grateful  foul. 
While  we  vital  breath  enjoy, 
While  eternal  ages  roll. 

2  Let  earth's  remoteft  bound 
With  thy  glad  praife  refound  ! 

From  thine  high  and  holy  place, 
Where  thou  doft  in  glory  reign, 
Thou,  in  condefcending  grace, 
Deign'ft  to  view  the  fons  of  men. 

3  O  Lord,  thou  God  of  love  ! 
While  we  thy  mercy  prove, 

Praife  Ihall  our  glad  tongues  employ, 
Praife  O'erflow  our  grateful  foul* 
While  we  vital  breath  enjoy, 
While  eternal  ages  roll. 

N  H  Y  M  N 


■s 


H    Y    M    N      LXXII, 

HYMN    LXXII. 

Praife  and  Thank/giving. 

OV'REIGN  Lord  of  might  and  glory  ! 
Author  of  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Joyfully  we  bow  before  thee, 
And  extol  thine  holy  name  : 

Hallelujah  I 
Ever  facred  be  the  theme  I 

2  Kind  Difpenfer  of  each  blefling, 

Which  furrounds  the  human  race  ! 
May  we,  gratefully  pofle fling, 
Still  adore  thy  boundlefs  grace  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Praife  to  God,  immortal  praife  I 

3  While  with  joyful  exultation 

We  attend  before  thy  throne, 
Let  us,  with  glad  acclamation, 
Thine  abundant  mercies  own  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Praife  belongs  to  thee  alone  t 

4  In  thine  ev'ry  difpenfation, 

Grace  and  mercy  we  defcry  ; 
Thou,  the  God  of  our  falvation, 
To  preferve  us,  (till  art  nigh  ; 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high  I 


HYM  N 


HYMNS     LXXIII.  LXXIY. 
HYMN    LXXIII. 

Praife  and  Thank/gibing. 

\J  With  raufick  divine, 

Our  Creator  to  praife, 
And  joyfully  fing  his  unfpeakable  grace  ! 

Thou  light  of  mankind, 

Shine  into  each  mind, 

And  clearly  reveal 
Thy  perfect  and  good  and  acceptable  will. 

Z  Our  heavenly  guide 

With  us  will  abide, 
His  comfort  impart, 
And  fet  up  his  kingdom  of  love  in  our  heart  ; 
The  heart  that  believes, 
His  mercy  receives, 
He  will  give  us  to  prove, 
His  utmoit  falvation,  his  fulnefs  of  love. 


H  Y  M  N    LXXTV. 
-h  Doxokgy. 

1  Y^  ROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  fkies, 
JP     Le:  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ; 

Let  the  Almighty's  name  be  fung> 
Thro*  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

.   Thy  praife  ihali  found  from  fhore  to  ihore, 
Till  funs  ihall  rife  and  fet  jiP  more. 

H  Y  M 


t) 


HYMNS      LXXV.   LXXVL 

HYMN    LXXV.' 

Hiunble  Adoration. 

1  T    O  God  is  here  !   let  us  adore, 

I  j     And  humbly  bow  before  his  face, 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 

Let  all  within  us  feek  his  grace  ; 
Who  know  his  power,  his  grace  who  prove. 
Serve  him  with  awe,  with  reverence  love, 

2  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praife 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill, 
Still  may  we  (land  before  thy  face, 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  fovereign  will ; 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arife 
An  acceptable  facrifice. 

3  In  thee  we  move,  all  things  of  thee 

Are  full,  thou  fource  and  life  of  all, 
Thou  vaft  unfathomable  fea, 

On  thee  the  God  of  love  we  call, 
Thou  art  the  God,  thou  art  the  Lord, 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd. 


f       HYMN    LXXVL 
God  the  Father  of  our  Spirits. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  life  and  thought  \ 
Be  all  beneath  thyfelf  forgot, 
While  thee  great  Parent  Mind  we  own, 
In  proftrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 


While  in  themfelves  our  fouls  furvey 

Of  thee  fome  faint  refle&ed  ray, 

They,  wond'ring,  to  their  Father  rife  : 

His  pow'r,  how  vail  1  his  thoughts,  how  wife  ! 


may 


H    Y    M    N    S     LXXVI.  LXXVII". 

3  O  may  we  live  before  thy  face 
Th'  obedient  children  of  thy  grace. 
And  thro*  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love. 

4.  Call  us  away  from  flefh  and  fenfe  ; 
Thy  fov 'reign  hand  can  draw  us  thence  j 
We  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  refign* 


H  Y  M.N    LXXYIL 

For  the  Lord's  Day. 

}   f^  RE  AT  God,  this  facred  day  of  thine 
V_X  Demands  our  fouls  collected  powers  ! 
May  we  employ  in  work  divine 
Thefe  folemn,  thefe  devoted  hours  ! 
O  may  our  fouls  adoring  own 
The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne  \ 


The  word  of  life  difpens'd  to  day, 
Invites  us  to  a  heavenly  feait ; 
May  every  ear  the  call  obey, 
Be  every  heart  a  humble  gueft  \ 
Let  all  draw  near,  and  tailing  prove 
The  fweetneis  of  thy  boundlefs  love. 

Thy  truth's  mod  pow'rful  aid  impart ; 
O  may  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ! 
Then  mall  the  day  indeepl  be  thine  ; 
Then  fhall  our  fouls  adoring  own 
The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 


HYMN 


B   Y    M    N    S      LXXVIII.  LXXIX. 


7^ 


I  Y  M  N     LXXVIII. 
For  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  y~V  U  R  hearts  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
\J   And  blefs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word 
His  works  of  grace  !  how  bright  they  fhine  \ 
How  deep  his  counfels  !  how  divine  ! 

2  So  fhall  we  (hare  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  Well  refin'd  our  heart, 
And  frefh  fupplies  of  joy  are  fhed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  our  head, 

5  Then  fhall  we  fee,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  we  defir'd  or  wifh'd  below  j 
And  every  power  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


i  HYMN    LXXIX. 

-f- 

The  divine  Blefjing  implored. 

t      A   UTHOR   of  Good,   to  thee  we   come; 
Jt\.     Thy  ever  wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  difcern> 
Thy  hand  alone  fupply. 

2  O  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 
Thy  love  our  footfteps  guide  : 
That  love  fhall  vainer  loves  expel  ; 
That  fear,  all  fears  betide. 

2  And  fmce,  by  error's  force  fubdu'd, 
Too  oft  the  ftubborn  will 
Miftaken  Ihuns  the  latent  good, 
And  grafps  the  fpecioos  ill ; 

4  Not 


HYMNS      LXXIX.  LXXX. 

4  Not  to  our  wim,  but  to  cur  want, 
Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
Unafk'd,  what  good  thou  knoweft,  grant  $ 
What  ill,  tho'  alk'd,  deny. 


t 


HYMN    LXXX. 


Divine  Guidance  implored* 


\   S~\  That  the  Lord  would  guide  our  waya 
Vy     To  keep  his  flatutes  itill  ! 
O  that  the  Lord  would  grant  us  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will  ! 


t  Since  we  are  Grangers  here  below, 
Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
But  mark  the  road  our  feet  mould  go, 
And  be  our  conflant  guide. 

5  Order  our  footfteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  our  hearts  fincere  ; 
Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  our  confcience  clear. 

$4.  Make  us  to  walk  in  wifdom's  way, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
It  leads  to  realms  of  endlefs  day, 
It  leads  to  thine  abode. 


HYMN 


H   Y    M    N    S     LXXXl.  LXXXIL 
HYMN    LXXXI. 

/""     Imploring  divine  Diredion. 

1  T    O  R  D,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life, 
I  j     Thy  feeble  fervant  guide  ; 

Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 
My  footileps  lhall  not  Hide. 

2  To  thee,  O  my  unerring  guide  ! 

I  would  myfelf  reiign  ; 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 

3  Thus  (hall  each  bleffing  of  thine  hand 

Be  doubly  fweet  to  me  ; 
And  in  new  griefs  I  fiill  fhall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

^  Lord,  by  thy  counfel  whilft  I  live, 
Guide  thou  my  wand'ring  feet  ; 
And  when  my  courfe  on  earth  is  run* 
Conduct  me  to  thy  feat. 


4-    HYMN     LXXXI1. 
The  divine  Protection  and  Bleffing  implored. 

i   ?  |  VHY  prefence,  everlafting  God, 

J[      Wide  o'er  all  nature  fpreads  abroad  i 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  ileep, 
In  ev'ry  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  deft  our  lives  and  fouls  fuflain  ; 
When  abfent,  happy  if  we  fhare 
Thy  fmiles,  thy  counfels,  and  thy  care. 

3  To 


HYMNS      LXXXII.  LXXXIIL 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  feek  our  comforts  near  thy  feat  ; 
Still  on  our  fouls  vouchfafe  to  fhine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  ftill  as  thine, 

4  Give  us,  in  thy  beloved  houfe, 
Again  to  pay  oar  thankful  vows  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 


y/L  HYMN     LXXXIII. 

The  divine  BleJJing  be/ought  on  our  lawful Employments, 

1  QHINE  on  our  fouls,  eternal  God  I 
v5     With  rays  of  glory  mine  1 

O  let  thy  favour  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine  ! 

2  Did  we  not  raife  our  hearts  to  thee> 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  fuecefs  itfelf  would  give^ 
If  thou  thy  love  refirain. 

3  With  thee  let  ev'ry  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  fpent, 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improv'd,' 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4  MidH  hourly  cares,  may  love  prefent 

Its  incenfe  to  thy  throne  ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs/ 
Our  hearts  Be  thine  alone. 


HYMN 


HYMNS      LXXXIV.  LXXXV. 

HYMN-  LXXXIV. 


■p 


/  Gronvth  in  Grace  dejired. 

RAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God  ! 


For  all  the  grace  thou  med'ft  abroad, 
For  all  thy  influence  from  above, 
To  warm  our  fouls  with  facred  love. 

2  Bleff'd  be  thy  hand,  which  from  the  flrie» 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  paradife, 
And  gave  its  heav'nly  beauties  birth 
To  deck  this  wildernefs  of  earth. 

5  Unchanging  Sun  !  thy  beams  difplay, 
To  drive  the  froll  and  rtorms  away  ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known, 
To  cheer  a  plant  fo  much  thy  own. 

4  May  thy  bled  fpirit  deign  to  blow 
Frefh  gales  of  heav'n  on  fhrubs  below; 
So  fha'l  they  grow,  and  breathe  abroad 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 


HYMN    LXXXV. 

T~~      San&i/ying  Grace  implored, 

1  ]T>OUNTAIN  of  being!   God  of  love  ! 
J/       To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 

Thine  all-fuftaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  fing  thy  praife. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  long  to  be  ; 

Our  facrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preferv'd,  and  fav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourfdves  we  give. 


3  Heavenward 


HYMNS     LXXXV.  LXXXVI. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wim  afpires  ; 

For  all  thy  mercies  ftore, 
The  fole  return  thy  love  requires, 
Is,  that  we  afk  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  afk  ;  we  open,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  t'embrace  thy  will  ; 
Renew  us  by  thy  heav'nly  grace, 
And  with  thy  fnlnefs  fill. 


5  Still  may  we  find  thy  heavenly  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ; 

So  mail  we  ever  live,  and  move, 

And  be  with  Chriil  in  God. 

HYMN    LXXXVI. 

y~~      Confidence  in  God  our  Father. 

GOV>\    on  thee  we  all  depend, 
On  thy  paternal  care  ; 
Thou  wilt  the  father  and  the  friend 
In  every  act.  appear. 

2  With  open  hand  and  liberal  heart 

Thou  wilt  our  wants  fupplv  ; 
Thy  heav'nly  bleffings  dill  impart* 

And  no  good  thing  deny. 

3  Our  father  knows  what's  good  and  ft, 

And  wifdom  guides  hi;  love  ; 
To  thine. appointments  we  fubmit, 
And  ev'ry  choice  approve. 

4  In  thy  paterns1:  love  and  care 

With  cheerful  hearts  we  trufi  ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  br.nndlefs  are, 
id  all  thy  ways  are  juil. 


HYMNS  LXXXVI.  LXXXVII.  LXXXVIII. 

5  We  cannot  want,   while  God  provides  ; 
What  he  ordains  is  beft  ; 
And  Heav'n,  whate'er  we  want  befides, 
Will  give  eternal  reft. 


-^       HYMN    LXXXVII. 
The  Prejence  of  Qod  cur  Jure  Support. 

1  A    N  D  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
jfjL     To  diffipate  our  fear  ? 

Doft  thou  proclaim  thyfelf  our  God, 
Qur  God  forever  near  ? 

2  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  form'd  the  earth, 

And  bears  up  all  the  fkies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rife  ? 

3  On  this  fupport  our  fouls  fhall  lean, 

And  banim  every  core  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  fhall  fmile, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 

4  While  we  thy  gracious  fuccour  prove 

'Midil  all  our  various  ways, 
The  darkeft  fhades  through  which  we  pafs 
Shall  echo  with  thy  praife. 


ir  HYMN    LXXXVIII. 

Trujl  in  God  through  all  the  Changes  of  Life. 

FA  T  H  E  R  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
My  father  and  my  God, 
Til  iws'g  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  fpread  thy  praife  abroad. 


My 


H   Y    M-N    S    LXXXVIII.   LXXXIX. 

2  My  foul,  in  pleaiing  wonder  loft, 

Thy  various  love  furveys  ; 
Where  fliall  my  grateful  lips  begin, 
Or  where  conclude  thy  praife  .? 

3  In  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear  ; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  tranfient  fcene, 
And  crown  each  paffing  year. 

4  In  all  thefe  mercies  may  my  foul 

A  father's  bounty  fee, 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bellows 
Eftrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

5  Teach  me,  in  time  of  deep  diftrefs.. 

To  own  thy  hand,  my  God  ; 
And  in  fubmiifive  filence  hear 
The  leffons  of  thy  rod. 

6  In  every  varying  mortal  flate, 

Each  bright,  each  gloomy  fcene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
Still  equal  and  ferene. 

7  Then  will  I  clofe  my  eyes  in  death 

Without  one  anxious  fear  ; 

For  death  itfelf  is  life,  O  God, 

If  thou  art  with  me  there. 


HYMN    LXXXIX. 
Reliance  on  Divine  P  rote  ft  ion. 

ON  thee,  O  God  !  we  ftill  depend, 
Our  father  and  our  conftant  friend  ; 
All  that  is  good  thou  can'ft  fupply, 
And  put  all  threat'ning  evil  by. " 


Should 


HYMNS     LXXXIX.   XC. 

Z  Should  wars  on  ev'ry  fide  invade, 
We'll  fhelter  feek  beneath  thy  ihade  ; 
We'll  truft  to  thy  paternal  care, 
Nor  want,  nor  harm,  nor  danger  fear. 

3  We'll  flill  refer  ourfelves  to  thee, 
And  with  our  lot  contented  be  ; 
With  one  confenting  heart  and  voice, 
Approve  our  heav'nly  father's  choice. 

4  From  earth  we'll  turn  our  longing  eye5% 
To  regions  far  beyond  the  Ikies  ; 
O  fit  us  for  that  Weft  abode, 
Where  dwells  our  Father  and  our  God. 


f" 


HYMN     XC.   fte-A+rf+f^f 

God  the  Support  offro.il  Man. 

O  R  D,  we  adore  thy  wond'rous  name, 
And  make  that  name  our  truft, 
Which  rais'd  at  firft  this  curious  frame, 
From  mean  and  lifelefs  dull. 


'L 


A  while  thefe  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabrick  of  a  day  ; 
Then  know  their  vital  pow'rs  no  more, 

13 ut  moulder  back  to  clay. 

Yet,  Lord,  whate'er  is  felt  or  fear'd, 
This  thought  is  our  repofe — 

That  he  by  whom  this  frame  is  rear'd, 
Its  various  weaknefs  knows. 

Thou  view'it  us  with  a  paying  eye, 
Whilft  ftruggling  with  cur  load  ; 

Jn  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh,. 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 


5  Gently 


HYMNS      XC.  XCI.  XCIL 

5  Gently  fupported  by  thy  love, 
We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  ; 
Where  ev'ry  pain  fhall  far  remove, 
And  ev'ry  frailty  ceafe. 


HYMN     XCI. 
God  our  Safety  in  Danger* 

1  TT  A  P  P  Y  the  fouls  who  truit  in  God  ; 
X~X   They  find  a  moil  lecure  abode  ; 
They  walk  all  day  beneath  his  (hade, 
And  there  at  night  they  reft  their  head. 

2  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peflilential  fire, 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  a  healthful  ftiade. 

3  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 
Rifc  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
T-he  faints  are  fafe  ;  the  poilon'd  air 
Grows  pure  j  for  God  himfeif  is  there. 


HYMN     XCIL 

/  Trufl  in  God  under  Troubles. 

i    Q  I N  C  E  thou,  the  everlafling  God, 
£3     Our  father  art  become, 
Our  teacher,  guardian,  and  our  friend, 
And  heav'n  our  final  home  ; 

2  We  welcome  all  thy  fov'reign  willj 
For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And,  when  we  know  not  what  thou  dofc, 
We  wait  the  light  above. 


j  Thf  ■ 


HYMNS    XCII.  XCIII. 

Thy  mercy,  in  the  darkeft  gloom, 
Shall  heav'nly  rays  impart  ; 

And,  when  our  eyelids  clofe  in  death, 
Shall  warm  our  trembling  heart. 


^L        HYMN    XCIII. 
God  the  Sirength  of  his  People. 

1  AWAKE,  our  fouls  I  away,  our  fears  T 
jTjl  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  ! 
Awake  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on  ! 

2  True,  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  ftrength  of  every  faint  : 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r, 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young  ; 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafling  circles  run. 

4  From  him,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
Our  fouls  lhall  draw  a  large  fupply  ; 
Whi&  fuch  as  feek  refreshing  draughts 
From  mortal  ftreams,  fnall  droop  and  die. 

«*  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  his  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  fha'il  fly, 
Kor  tire  amidft  the  heavenly  road. 


HYMN 


HYMN      XCIY. 

/        H  Y  M  N    XCIV. 

Dependence  and  "Rejignation, 

i    S~*  REAT  Lord  of  earth,  and  feas  and  ikies  1 
\JJ  Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  fupplies  ; 
On  thee  alone  the  whole  depends, 
Thy  care  to  ev'ry  part  extends. 

2  To  thee  perpetual  thanks  we  owe, 
For  all  our  comforts  here  below  ; 
Our  daily  bread  thy  bounty  gives* 
An.'  ev'ry  riling  want  relieves. 

3  The  wafles  of  life  thy  pow'r  repairs,- 
Thy  mercy  ftills  tempeftuous  cares, 
And  fafe  beneath  thy  guardian  arm 
We  live  fecur'd  from  ev'ry  harm. 

4  To  thee  we  cheerful  homage  bring, 
In  grateful  hymns  thy  praifes  fmg, 
Direcl  to  thee  our  waiting  eyes, 
And  humbly  look  for  frefh  fupplies. 

5  We  Hill  are  indigent  and  poor, 
Indebted  much,  yet  lacking  more  ; 
On  thee  we  ever  will  depend, 

The  rich,  the  fure,  the  faithful  friend, 

6  And,  mould  thy  meafures  feem  fevere, 
Calmly  may  we  thy  chaft'ning  bear, 
Without  complaint,  to  thee  fubmit, 
Th*  unerring  Judge  of  what  is  fit, 


HYMN 


rf    Y    M    N    S       XCV.    XGVX. 


-A      HYMN    XCV. 

/ 

SuhmiJJion  to  the  all-<wife  Decrees. 

1  T    O  R  D,  how  myfterious  are  thy  ways  ! 
JLrf  How  blind  are  we  !  how  mean  our  praife  ! 
Thy  fleps  can  mortal  eyes  explore  ? 

'Tis  ours  to  wonder  and  adore  ! 

2  Thy  deep  decrees  from  creature  fight 
Are  hid  in  (hades  of  awful  night  ; 
Amid  the  lines,  with  curious  eye, 
Not  angel  minds  prefume  to  pry. 


Great  God  !   I  would  not  afk  to  fee 
What  in  futurity  lhall  be  ; 
If  light  and  blifs  attend  my  days, 
Then  let  my  future  hours  be  praife. 

Is  darknefs  and  diftrefs  my  mare, 
Then  let  me  trull  thy  guardian  care  ; 
Enough  for  me,  if  love  divine 
At  length  through  every  cloud  lhall  fhine. 

Yet  this  my  foul  defires  to  know, 

Be  this  my  only  wifh  below, 

"  That  I  am  thine  !" — This  great-.requeft 

Grant,  bounteous  God,— and  I  am  bleil  ! 


X      HYMN    XCVL 

Submijfioti  under  AffiicHon. 

I  A  |  \HY  people,  Lord,  have  ever  foufid 
X        "lis  good  to  bear  thy  rod  ; 
Afrii&ions  make  us  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  our  God. 

2  This 


HYMNS      XCVI.  XVII, 

2  This  is  the  comfort  we  enjoy  ; 

When  new  diftrefs  begins, 
We  read  thy  word,  we  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  our  former  fins. 

3  Thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  alvyays  right, 

Though  they  may  feem  fevere  ; 
The  fharpeft  fufFerings  we  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

4.  Before  we  knew  thy  chaflening  rod, 
Our  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
Now  may  we  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 


c 


HYMN    XCVII, 
Truft  in  God  under  Trouble. 
O  M  M I  T  thou  all  thy  ways 


And  griefs  into  his  hands. 
To  his  fure  truth  and  tender  care 
Who  heav'n  and  earth  commands. 

Who  points  the  clouds  their  courfe, 
Whom  winds  and  feas  obey, 
He  fhall  diredt  thy  wand'ring  feet, 
He  fhall  prepare  thy  way. 

No  profit  canfl  thou  gain 
By  felf-confuming  care, 
To  him  commend  thy  caufe,  his  ear 
Attends  the  fofteft  prayer. 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope  and  be  undifmay'd  ; 
God  hears  thy  fighs  and  counts  thy  tears, 
He  will  lift  up  thy  head. 

Through 


HYMNS     XCVII.    XCVIII. 

Through  waves  and  clouds  and  ftorms 
He'll  gently  clear  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  fo  mall  this  night 
Scon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Leave  to  his  fovereign  fway 
To  choofe  and  to  command, 
So  (halt  thou,  grateful,  ov/n  his  way 
Is  wife,  and  ilrong  his  hand. 

^  II  Y  M  N     XCVIII.  &&0fat 

Weeping  Seed-tii?:es  joyful  HaweJ}. 

'  H  E  darken'd  fky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 

Troubled  with  ftorms,  and  big  with  mowers ; 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 
But  nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  fens  of  grace  revive, 
God  bids  the  foul  that  feeks  him  live  ; 
And  from  the  gloomiell  ihade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

5  The  feeds  of  extacy  unknown, 
Are  in  thefe  water'd  furrows  fown  ; 
See  the  green  blades  how  thick  they  rife, 
And  with  frefh  verdure  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  In  fecret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumber'd  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heav'n  lhall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvell  load  the  ground. 

$  Then  mall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  find  his  fheaves,  and  bear  them  home  ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  fighs  mall  fing, 
Till  heav'n  with  Hallektjabs  ring. 

H  Y  M  N 


HYMNS      XCIX.    C, 

■  ^         HYMN      XCIX, 
Wait  en  the  Lord. 

1  \I  J  A I  T  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope, 

V  V     Arid  let  his  word  fupport  your  fouls. 
Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  ypar  foes  and  fears  controul. 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chofen  hour 
Th'  intended  mercy  to  difplay, 
And  his  paternal  bowels  move 
While  wifdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  With  mingled  majefty  and  love, 
At  length  he  rifes  from  his  throne  ; 
And  while  falvation  he  commands, 
He  make;  his  people's  joy  his  own, 

4  Bleft  are  the  humble  fouls  that  wait 
With  fweet  fubmiffion  to  his  will  ; 
Harmonious  all  their  paffions  move, 
And  in  the  midft  of  ftorms  are  Hill. 

5  Still,  till  their  Father's  well-known  voice 
Wakens  their  filence  into  fongs  ; 

Then  earth  grows  vocal  with  his  praife, 
And  heav'n  the  grateful  fhout  prolongs* 


HYMN     C. 

/"     'Trujling  in  him  <who  caret h  for  us* 
O  W  gentle  God's  commands  ! 


H 


How  kind  his  precepts  are  1 
ie  Come,  caft  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trull  his  conflant  care.'' 


2  While 


HYMNS      C.  XL 

3       While  providence  fupports, 
Let  faints  fecurely  dwell  ; 
That  hand,  which  bears  aft  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Then  let  no  anxious  load 
Prefs  down  your  weary  mind  ; 

Hafte  to  your  heav'nly  Father's  throne. 
And  fweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodnefs  ftands  approv'd 
Down  to  the  prefent  day  ; 

Then  drop  your  burdens  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  fong  away. 

jL  HYMN     CI. 

God  the  Comfort  of  the  pious  Poor. 

|  T)  R  A  I  S  E  to  the  Sov'reign  of  the  fky, 
£        Who  from  his  lofty  throne 
Looks  down  on  all  that  humble  lie, 
And  calls  fuch  fouls  his  own. 

%  The  haughty  fmner  he  difdains, 
Tho'  gems  his  temples  crown  ; 
And  from  the  feat  of  pomp  and  pride, 
His  vengeance  hurls  him  down. 

3  On  his  afflicted  pious  poor 

He  makes  his  face  to  fnine  ; 
He  fills  their  cottages  of  clay 
With  luflre  all  divine. 

4  Among  the  meaneft  of  thy  fiock 

There  let  my  dwelling  be, 

Rather  than  under  gilded  roofs, 

If  abfent,  Lord,  from  thee. 

H  Y  M 


HYMNS      CII.    ClU. 

/  HYMN    CII. 

A  living  and  dead  Faith  compared. 
\   11  /T I S  T  A  K  E  N  fouls !  who  dream  of  heaven, 
-I V A      And  make  their  empty  boait 
Of  inward  joys  and  fins  forgiven. 
While  they  are  flaves  to  luft. 

2  The  faith,  which  purifies  the  heart, 

The  faith,  which  works  by  love> 
Which  bids  our  finful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  our  thoughts  above  ; 

3  The  faith,  which  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celeftial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  which  fhall  prevail 
In  the  decifive  hour. 


/  HYMN     CTII. 

The  Chriftian  Warfare. 

1  A  WAKEmy  foul,  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
X\,  See  where  thy  foes  againft  thee  rifei 
Irrlong  array,  a  numerous  Kofi: ; 

Awake  my  foul,  or  thou  art  loft. 

2  See  where  rebellious  pafiions  rage, 
And  fierce  defires  and  lulls  engage  ; 
The  meaneft  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thoufands  and  ten  thoufands  flain, 

3  Thou  tread'ft  upon  enchanted  ground, 
Perils  and  fnares  befet  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part, 

But  moft  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 


4  Come 


HYMNS      CIII.     GIV. 

4  Come  then,  my  foul,  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  fhield  ; 
Put  on  the  armour  from  above 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell  ; 
The  Man  of  Calv'ry  triumph'd  here  ; 
Why  mould  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

.  HYMN     CIV, 

/         The  Chriftatis  Rcfclutkx. 

1  AH  wretched  fouls,  who  dill  remain 
j[\.   Slaves  to  the  world,  and  flaves  to  fin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  we  fuftain, 

A  nobler  fatisfaciion  win. 

2  May  we  refolve  with  all  our  heart, 
With  all  our  powers  to  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whofe  fervice  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  fervice  all  our  joy, 
Around  let  our  example  mine, 
Till  others  love  the  bleft  employ,- 
And  join  in  labours  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  our  foul, 
Our  folemn,  our  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  fupreme  controul, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

f  O  may  we  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  facred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  our  foul's  defire, 
And  give  us  ftrength  to  love  thy  praife. 

HYMN 


HYMNS       CV.    CVI. 


f 


H  Y  M  N    CV. 

The  Chrifiian  Race, 

W  A  K  E,  my  foul,  ftretch  ev'ry  nerve, 
And  prefs  with  vigour  on  ; 
An  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown  * 


•A 


2  A  cloud  of  witnelTes  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  furvey  ; 
Forget  the  fteps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

Which  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  prefents  the  prize 
To  thine  afpiring  eye. 

4  My  foul,  with  facred  ardour  fir'd, 

The  glorious  prize  purfue  ; 
And  meet  with  joy  the  high  command 
To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 


yi  H  Y  M  N    CVI. 

Holinefs  ejjenlial  to  a  Chriftian  Character \ 

I    QO  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
^  The  holy  gc'fpel  we  profefs  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  thine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

z  Then  mail  we  befl  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  the  falvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  fubdues  the  power  of  fin. 


Q^  %  Our 


HYMNS      CVI.  CVIL 

3  Our  flefh  and  fenfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
Paflion  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ; 

While  juftice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
While  we  expecl  that  blefled  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  our  Lord, 
And  faith  Hands  leaning  on  his  word . 


\  H  Y  M.N     CVIL 

Holinefs  a  necejjary  Qualification  for  Heaven. 

i   VT  OR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
JlNI      Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepar'd, 
For  thofe  who  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory,  in  the  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  Iky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  tongue,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  fee  or  talte  the  blifs. 


HYMN 


H   Y    M    N#S      CVIII.    CIX. 


HYMN    CVIII. 
Blejfed  are  the  Poor  in  Spirit, 

1  TT  E  humble  fouls  complain  no  more* 

\     Let  faith  furvey  your  future  ftore, 
How  happy,  how  divinely  bleft, 
The  facred  words  of  truth  attell. 

2  When  confcious  grief  laments  fincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes 

A  bright  reverfion  in  the  fkies  : 

3  A  kingdom  of  immenfe  delight, 
Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite, 
Where  undeclining  pleafures  rife, 

And  every  wim  hath  full  fupplies  : 

4  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
Tho'  time  fweeps  earthly  thrones  away  : 
The  Hate,  which  power  and  truth  fuftain, 
Unmov'd  forever  muil  remain. 


Great  God,  to  thee  we  breathe  our  prayer  ; 
If  thou  confirm  our  intereft  there, 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
Our  largeit.  wilhes  afk  no  more. 


HYMN      CIX. 

The  Happinefs  cf  a  real  Chrijlian. 

I    "f_T  O  W  happy  is  the  Chriliian's  Hate  ! 
JlJL     His  fins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  foul  to  heaven. 


2  Though 


H    Y    1M    N    S      CIX.     CX» 

3  Though  in  a  rugged  path  of  life 
He  hfaves  the  penfive  figh, 
Yet,  trufting  in  his  God,  he  finds 
Delivering  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If  to  prevent  his  wandering  fteps 
He  feels  the  chaftening  rod, 
The  gentle  ftroke  fhal!  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 


-^  H  Y  M  N     CX. 

The  hidden  L'fe  of  a  Cbrijrian. 

1  J~\  Happy  fouls,  who  live  on  high  ! 
\Jf  While  men  lie  groveling  here, 
Their  hopes  are  hVd  above  the  fky, 

And  faith  forbids  their  fear. 

2  Their  confeience  knows  no  fecret  flings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whofe  holy  fprings 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  Their  pleafures  rife  from  things  unfeen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been> 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

4  They  want  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raife  their  honours  here  ; 
Content  and  pleas M  to  live  unknown 
Till  Chftit  their  life  appear. 


II  Y  M  N 


HYMNS      CXI,    CXII, 

J  HYMN     CXI. 

The  Chrifi  tan's  Pro/pea, 

1  1    TAPPY  the  foul,  whofe  wifhes  climb 
X  A      To  manfions  in  the  fkies  1 

He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 
With  undefiring  eyes. 

2  In  vain  foft  Pleafure  fpreads  her  charms, 

And  throws  her  filken  chain  ; 
And  Wealth  and  Fame  invite  his  arms, 
And  tempt  his  ear,  in  vain. 

3  He  knows  that  all  thefe  glittering  things 

Muft  yield  to  fare  decay  ; 
And  (ees,  on  Time's  extended  wings. 
How  fwift  they  fleet  away. 

4  To  things,  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes, 

A  beam  of  facred  light 
Directs  his  views  ;  his  profpects  rife 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

£  His  hopes,  ftill  nx'd  on  joys  to  come, 
Tho%  blifsful  fcenes  on  high, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  bloom. 
When  time  and  nature  die. 


ft  HYMN    CXII. 

The  acceptable  Sacrifice, 

WHEREWITH  (hall  I  approach  the  Lord, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
Or  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  my  guilt  atone  I 

2  Shall 


H    Y     M     N     S      CXII.  .  CXTIL 

2  Shall  aftars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  fpicy  fumes  afcend  ?     . 
Will  thefe  my  earned  wifh  fucceed,        X 
And  make  my  God  my  friend  ? 

3  Oh  !  no,  my  foul,  'twere  fruitlefs  all, 

Such  off'rings  are  in  vain  ; 
No  fadings,  from  the  field  or  flail, 
His  favour  can  obtain. 

4  To  men  their  rights  I  mufl  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindnefs  give  ; 
To  Gcd  with  humble  reverence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 

5  Hancb  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  fmcere, 

He  never  will  defplfe  ; 
.1  cheerful  duty  he'll  prefer 
To  coflly  facrifice. 

II  y  M  N     CXIII. 

Citizen  of  Sum. 

H  O  ftiall  to  thy  chofen  feat 
Turn  in  glad  approach  his  feet  ? 
Who,  great  Goci,  a  welcome  gucft 
Qa  thy  hallow'd  mountain  reft  r 

2  He  whofe  heart  thy  love  has  warm'd  ; 
He  whofe  will'  to  thine  conform'd, 
Bids  his  life  unfullied  n 

vhofe  word  and  thought  are  one; 

•  ■-■■:'.  aim, 
wound  an  hone;!:  fame  ; 
;  to  dander' s  tongue  fevere 
I     tds  with  eafy  faith  his  eai  ; 


4  Who 


HYMNS      CXIII.   CXIV. 

4  Who,  from  fervile  terror  free, 
Turns  from  thofe  who  turn  from  thee  ; 

~And  to  each,  who  thee  obeys, 
Love  and  honour  ever  pays  ; 

5  What  he  fwears,  with  fledfait.  will 
Ever  ready  to  fulfil  ; 

Nor  can  bribes  his  fentence  guide 
'Gainfi  the  guiltlefs  to  decide  ; 

6  He  who  thus,   with  heart  unflahrd, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordain'd, 
He,  great  God,  mail  own  thy  care,  . 
And  thy  conftant  bleffing  mare. 

HYMN     CXIV. 

The  Advantage  of  early  Religion, 

i    T  T  A  P  P  Y  the  foul,  whofe  early  years 
JL  JL     Receives  inftruclion  well  ; 
Who  hates  the  finner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God, 

'Tis  pleafing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower,  when  offer'd  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  facrifice. 

3  'Tis  eafier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  finners,  who  grow  old  in  ftn, 
Are  harden'd  in  their  crimes. 

4  'Twill  fave  us  from  a  thoufand  mares, 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  prefer ve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  ilrong. 

H  Y  M  N 


HYMNS    CXV.   CXVI. 

HYMN    CXV. 

Rememher  thy  Creator  in  the  days  c-fthy  Youth. 

f    Y  N  the  Toft  feafon  of  thy  youth, 
X     In  nature's  fmiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  fummons  to  the  tomb  ; 

Z  Remember  thy  Creator  God  ; 
For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  fhall  defend  and  guide  thy  courfe 

Thro'  life's  uncertain  fea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  fliore 
Of  bleft  eternity. 

4  Then  feck  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choofe 

The  path  of  heav'nly  truth  ; 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  fight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 


HYMN    CXVI. 
Gravity  and  Decency. 

1  •~>lAN  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
V_>   Were  fpirits  of  ecleftial  kind  ' 
Made  for  a  jell,  for  fport,   and  play, 

To  wear  out  time,  and  wafle  the  ciay  I 

2  Doth  vain  difcourfe,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  fuit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 


3  Doth 


HYMNS      CXVI.  CXVJL 

3  What  if  we  wear  the  richefl  veft  ? 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  dreft  ; 
This  flelh,  with  ail  its  gaudy  forms, 
Mult  drop  to  duft,  and  feed  the  worms. 

4  Lord,  raife  our  hearts  and  paflions  higher  | 
Touch  all  our  fouls  with  facred  fire  ; 
Then,  with  a  heaven-dire&ed  eye, 
We/11  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by. 

5  We'll  lock  on  all  the  toy3  below 
With  fuch  difdain  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rife 
To  manfions  promis'd  in  the  ikies. 


^        HYMN     CXVIL 

j^  Contentment.      /OteuiU 

t    "TF  folid  happinefs  we  prize, 

X  Within  our  breads  this  jewel  lies, 

Unwife  are  they  who  roam  ; 
The  world  has  nothing  to  bellow, 
From  our  own  felves  our  joys  mull  flow, 

And  peace  begins  at  home. 

2  We'll  therefore  relifh  with  content 
Whate'er  kind  Providence  hath  fent, 

Nor  aim  beyond  our  pow'r  ; 
And,  if  our  flore  of  wealth  be  final!, 
With  thankful  hearts  enjoy  it  all, 

Nor  lofe  the  prefent  hour, 

3  To  be  refign'd,  when  Ms  betide, 
Patient,  when  favours  are  deny'd," 

And  pleas'd  with  favours  giv'n  ; 
This  is  the  wife,  the  virtuous  part, 
This  is  that  incenfe  of  the  heart, 

Whofe  fragrance  reaches  heav'n. 

R  4  Thus, 


HYMNS    CXVII.  CXVIIL 

4  Thus,  crown'd  with  peace,  thro'  life  we'll  go, 
Its  chequer'd  paths  of  joy  and  wo 

With  cautious  fteps  we'll  tread  ; 
Quit  its  vain  fcenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

5  While  Confcience,  like  a  faithful  friend, 
Shall  thro'  the  gloomy  vale  attend, 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath  ; 
Shall,  when  all  other  comforts  ceafe, 
Like  a  kind  angel  whifper  peace, 

And  fmooth  the  bed  of  death. 


1  ^  HYMN     CXVIIL 

V  Patience, 

i  "pATIENCE,  O  'tis  a  grace  divine 
JL      Sent  from  the  God  of  pow'r  and  love, 
That  leans  upon  its  father's  arm, 
As  thro'  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

2  By  patience  we  ferenely  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  ftate, 
And  wait  contented  our  difcharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late, 

3  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breaft, 
Till,  life's  tumultuous  voyage  o'er. 
We  reach  the  fhores  of  endlefs  reft. 

4  Faith  into  vifion  fhall  refign, 
Hope  fhall  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  patience  in  pofieflion  end, 

In  the  bright  worlds  of  blifs  on  high.  s 


HYMN 


HYMNS     CXIX.    CXX. 


■o 


/  _    HYMN     CXIX. 
\~3  Prudence. 

■  'Tis  a  lovely  thing  to  fee 


A  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whofe  thoughts,  and  lips,  and  life,  agroe 
To  aft  a  ufeful  part. 

2  When  envy,  ftrife  and  wars  begin, 

In  little  angry  fouls, 
Mark  how  the  fons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  the -kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild  and  meek, 

Nor  let  their  anger  rife  ; 
Nor  paffion  moves  their  lips  to  fpeak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4.  Their  lives  are  prudence  mix'd  with  love  ; 
Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  ferpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cafe  the  fling  away. 

J^^     HYMN    CXX. 

r  Equity. 

i   T^/T^  **ou^»  objure  th'  accurfed  throng, 
1 V A  Whofe  profp'ring  wealth  increafes  fait 
By  fraud,  by  violence,  and  wrong, 
Still  thriving  for  the  thunder's  blalt. 

2  If  high  or  low  my  ftation  be, 
Of  noble  or  ignoble  name, 
By  uncorrupted  honefty 
Thy  bleff.ng,  Lord,  I'd  humbly  claim. 


3  Enrkh'd 


HYMNS     CXX.  CXXI. 

3  Enrich'd  with  that,  no  want  I'll  fear, 
Thy  providence  fhall  be  my  truft  ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  my  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  jufh 

4  O  may  I,  with  fincere  delight, 
To  all  the  talk  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  of  every  focial  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  fway. 

5  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 
In  worlds  where  every  virtue  mares 
A  fit  reward,  tho'  not  of  debt, 

But  what  thy  boundlcis  grace  prepares. 

HYMN     CXXI. 
Libtrality. 

1  TT  A  P  P  Y  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
X  i      And  follows  his  commands  ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breaft 

To  all  the  fons  of  need, 
So  God  .(hall  anfwer  his  requefl 
With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  fhall  furprife 

His  well  eitablifh'd  mind  ; 
His  foul  to  God  his  refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

j.  In  times  of  general  diflrefs, 

Some  beams  of  light  (hall  mine, 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 


S  Hi* 


HYMNS     CXXI.  CXXII. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joy  above, 
Shall  be  his  Cure  reward. 


HYMN    CXXII. 

Chriftian  Unity* 


! 


v 


LE  T  party  ftrife  no  more 
The  Chriftian  world  o'erfpread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  Bond  and  Free, 
Are  one  in  Chrift  their  head. 


Among  the  faints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 
With  mutual  bleifings  crown'd. 

Let  difcord,  child  of  hell, 
Be  banifh'd  far  away  ; 
Thofe  mould  in  ftri&efl  friendfhip  dwell, 
Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 

Thus  will  the  Church  below 
Refemble  that  above, 
Where  ftreams  of  pleafure  ever  flow, 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 


HYMN 


HYMNS     CXXIII.  CXXiV. 

K      HYMN    CXXIII. 
y3  Brotherly  Love. 

1  •"%  GOD,  our  Father,  and  our  King  ; 
\^J  Of  all  we  have,  or  hope,  the  Spring  ; 
Send  down  thy  fpirit  from  above, 

And  warm  our  hearts  with  holy  love. 

2  May  we  from  every  aft  abftain, 

That  hurts  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain  ; 
And  ev'ry  fecret  wifh  fupprefs, 
That  would  abridge  his  happinefs. 

3  Still  may  we  feel  our  hearts  inclin'd 
To  aft  the  friend  to  all  our  kind  ; 
Still  feek  th^ir  fafety,  health  and  eafe, 
Virtue,  eternal  life,  and  peace. 

4  With  pity  let  our  breaft  o'erflow. 
When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  wo  ; 
And  bear  a  fympathizing  part 
With  all  who  are  of  heavy  heart. 

5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduft  fhine, 
An  image  fair,  tho'  faint  of  thine  : 
Thus  may  we  Chrift's  difciples  prove, 
Who  came  to  manifelt  thy  love. 


\p  H  Y  M  N     CXXIV, 

Love  to  Mankind  recommended  by  ChvijJ, 

t   T)  E  H  O  L  D   where,  breathing   love   divine, 
JO     Our  dying  Matter  fcands  ! 
liis  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  lafl  commands. 

2  From 


HYMNS    CXXIV.  CXXV. 

2  From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave 
Became  its  Author  well. 

3  Bleft  is  the  man,  whofe  foft'ning  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

To  whom  the  fupplicating  eye 

Was  never  rais'd  in  vain  : 

4  Whofe  breaft  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  Granger's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

5  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  flow  ; 
He  views,  thro'  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

6  To  him  protection  fhall  be  ihewn, 

And  mercy  from  above 
Defcend  on  thofe  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love, 

ui^  HYMN    CXXV. 

Religion  wain,  without  Lo-ve. 

1  1     r  A  D  we  the  tongues  of  Greeks  or  Jews* 
X  X   And  nobler  fpeech  than  Angels  ufe, 

If  love  be  wanting,  we  are  found, 
Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 

2  Were  we  infpir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell> 
Or  could  our  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  we  are  nothing,  without  love. 

_  x  Should 


HYMNS     CXXV.  CXXVI, 


3  Should  we  di {tribute  all  our  ftore 
To  cheer  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  our  bodies  to  the  flame 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  man 
Be  abfent,  all  our  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

<  HYMN     CXXVI. 

Domefikk  Love. 

1   T    O,  what  an  entertaining  fight 
I  j     Are  kindred  who  agree  ! 
How  bleft  the  houfe,  where  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety  ! 

1  Where  ftreams  of  love,  from  heav'nly  fprings, 
Defcend  on  every  foul  ; 
And  facred  peace,  with  balmy  wings, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  I 

3  All  in  their  proper  flations  move, 

And  each  fulfils  his  part, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love, 

With  fympathizing  heart. 

4  Their  fouls  are  form'd  for  joy  and  peace, 

Their  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
And  kind  defires,  to  fervc  and  pleafe, 
Thro'  all  their  a&ions  run. 

5  How  happy  is  the  pious  houfe, 

Where  zeal  and  friendihip  meet, 
Where  fongs  of  praife,  and  mingled  vows, 
Make  the  communion  fvveet  ! 

6  Such 


HYMNS    CXXVI.  CXXVII. 

Such  pleafure  crowns  the  heav'nly  hills  5 

Thus  faints  are  bleft  above  ; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diiKls, 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 


P 


HYMN    CXXVII. 
V 

The  Beatitudes, 


1  TJLESS'D  are  the  humble  fouls,  who  fee 
1)  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  \ 

Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blefo'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart,- 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart ; 
From  heaven  the  itreams  of  mercy  flow/ 
An  healing  balm  for  all  their  wo. 

3  Blefs'd  are  the  men  who  thirft  for  grace., 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  fhall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  dreams,  and  living  bread. 

4  Blefs'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  ? 
They  mall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
From  God,  their  Lord,  flrall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again. 


6  Blefs'd 


HYMNS     CXXVII.   CXXVIII. 

6  Blefs'd  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  ar£  clean 
From  the  defiling  powers  of  fin  ; 
With  endlefs  pleafure  mall  they  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity. 

.  7  Blefs'd  are  the  men  who  now  partake 
Of  fhame  and  pain,  for  Jems'  fake  ; 
Their  fouls,  exulting  in  the  Lord, 
Shall  fhare  at  lad  a  juft  reward. 


S  '      HYMN     CXXVIII. 

The  different  Char  after  of  the  Righteous  and  Wicked* 

i   T  T  O  W  greatly  blefs'd  the  man,  whofe  ear 
X~JL  The  linner's council  fhuns  to  hear  ; 
And  where  the  fons  of  folly  ftray, 
Declines  his  fludious  fleps  the  way. 

2  Nor  frantic  mirth  he  deigns  to  fhare, 
Nor  fits  he  in  the  fcorner's  chair  ; 
His  heart,  poffefs'd  with  facred  awe, 
Daily  revolves  God's  holy  law. 

3  Like  a  feir  tree,  that,  taught  to  grow 
Where  living  ftreams  of  water  flow, 
His  fruitful  branch  he  rears  on  high, 
Nor  fears  a  fickening  autumn  nigh. 

4  Whate'er  his  ready  thoughts  devife, 
He,  joyful,  to  the  work  applies  ; 
Still  fure  to  find  the  wifh'd  fuccefs 
Repay  his  hope,  his  labour  blefs. 


HYMN 


HYMNS    CXXIX.  CXXX. 

4 
Vk£        HYMN     CXXIX. 

*  The  BleJ/ednsfs  of  true  Penitence. 

I   TJEYONDexpreffionbleftishe 

J5     Whofe  numerous  fins  arc  cover'd  o'er 
The  humble  foul,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  his  guilty  deeds  no  more. 

%  He  mourns  his  fmful  follies  paft, 

And  keeps  his  heart  with  conftant  care  ; 
His  lips  and  life,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  his  penitence  fincere. 

3  The  man,  who  hides  his  confcious  guilt, 

Shall  pine  beneath  a  fecret  wound  ; 
But  he,  who  owns  and  leaves  his  faults, 
With  peace  and  pardon  mall  be  crown'd. 

4  The  Lord  hath  built  a  throne  of  grace, 

Free  to  difpenfe  his  mercies  there, 
That  fmners  may  approach  his  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

y- 
TJT  H  Y  M  N    CXXX. 

y  The  Gofpel  Invitation  to  penitent  Sinners. 

1  f~^  O  M  E,  weary  fouls,  with  fin  diflrefi  ; 
V__>  To  you  is  ofFer'd  heavenly  reft  ; 
The  kind,  the  gracious  call  obey, 

And  caft  your  glcomy  fears  away, 

2  Opprefs'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  fpread  your  woes  abroad  j 
Divine  companion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 


3  Here 


HYMNS     CXXX.  CXXXI. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundlefs  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanfe  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endlefs  peace-.- 
How  rich  the  gift  !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Gome  and  accept,  with  thankful  hearts, 
The  hope  which  heavenly  grace  imparts  ; 
O  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  blefs  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  God  !  O  may  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove, 
And  fweedy  influence  every  breaft, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  reft  1 


X 


HYMN    CXXXI. 
No-tju  is  the  Day  of  Salvation, 

TH  E  fwift  declining  day, 
How  faft  its  moments  fly  ! 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  made 
Gains  on  the  weftern  fky. 

Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace, 
And  ufe  the  hours  of  light  ; 
And  know  its  Maker  can  command 
An  inftantaneous  night. 

His  word  blots  out  the  fun 
In  its  meridian  blaze, 
And  cuts  from  fmiling  vigorous  youtk 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 
Your  feet  may  quickly  Aide, 
And  from  its  dreadful  fummit  dalh 
Your  momentary  pride. 

HYMN 


HYMNS     CXXXII.  CXXXIH. 

^3^        HYMN     CXXXII. 
P*  The  God  of  Mercy. 

I   T)  L  E  S  T  be  the  grace  which  did  proclaim, 
XJ  O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  holy  name  ; 

"  The  Lord,  the  gracious  Lord, 
"  Lon^-fuffering,  merciful  and  kind  ; 
"  The  God  who  always  bears  in  mind 

"  His  everlafting  word. 

3  "  Plenteous  he  is  in  truth  and  grace  5 
"  He  wills  that  all  our  finful  race 

"  Should  turn,  repent,  and  live  ; 
"  His  pardoning  grace  for  all  is  free, 
"  Tranfgreffion,  fin,  iniquity, 

"  He  freely  doth  forgive." 

3  O  then  that  every  finful  foul, 

By  faith  and  penitence  made  whole. 

May  know  their  fins  forgiven  ; 
The  proffer'd  benefits  embrace. 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace, 

The  antepail  of  heaven  ! 

4  Be  this  our  one  great  bufinefs  here, 
With  ferious  induftry  and  care 

Our  future  blifs  to  enfure  ; 
Thine  utmoft  counfel  to  fulfil, 
And  fufFer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 


0 


HYMN     CXXXIII. 

The  Short  nefs  of  human  Lrfe, 

FR  A  I  L  is  the  ftate  of  mortal  man, 
His  life's  a  fhade,  his  days  a  fpan, 
He  can*t  prolong  his  vital  breath, 
Nor  'icape  the  unerring  fhaft  of  death. 


Scoa 


HYMNS     CXXXIII.  CXXXIV, 

%  Soon  he  declines  from  youth  to  age, 
And  pafTes  fwiftly  o'er  the  ftage  ; 
Swift  from  the  cradle  to  the  tomb, 
From  fprightly  fpring  to  winter's  gloom. 

3  Be  ever  watchful,  then,  my  foul, 

While  days,  and  months,  and  feafons  roll ; 
Redeem  the  prefent  fleeting  hour, 
Improve  it  while  'tis  in  thy  power  : 

4  That  when  this  tranfient  life's  no  more, 
And  ail  its  joys  and  cares  are  o'er, 
From  death's  dark  vale  thou  may'ft  arife 
To  nobler  manfions  in  the  ikies. 


HYMN     CXXXIV. 

^The  Frailty  of  human  Life, 

O  what  a  feeble  frame  is  ours  ! 
_^     Hew  vain  a  thing  is  man  ! 
How  frail  are  all  our  boafted  pow'rs  ! 
And  ihorl  at  bed  our  fpan  ! 


■i 


3  Swift  as  the  feather'd  arrow  flies, 
And  cuts  the  yielding  air  ; 
Or  as  a  kindling  meteor  dies. 
Ere  it  can  well  appear  : 

3  So  pafs  our  fleeting  years  away, 

And  time  runs  on  its  race  ;  , 

In  vain  we  afk  a  moment's  flay, 
Nor  will  it  flack  its  pace. 

4  O  make  us  truly  wife  to  learn 

How  very  frail  we  are  ; 
That  we  may  mind  our  grand  concern. 
And  for  our  death  prepare, 

HYMN 


H.  Y    M    N    S     CXXV.  CXXXVI. 
Xy  HYMN    CXXXV.  /3t/szifcfc£ 

The  Frailty  and  Shortnefs  of  Life* 

1  T"    ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
1  j  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  i 

Our  life,-  how  poor  a  tnflle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  name  1 

2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 
Tli  at  built  our  body  fir  ft  ! 

And  ev'ry  month,  and  every  day, 
5Tis  raould'ring  back  to  dull* 

fl 
J       Our  moments  fly  apace, 
Nor  will  our  minutes  flay  ; 
Juft  like  a  flood  our  hafly  days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 

4      Well,  if  our  days  muft  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight ; 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 


5       They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempeftuous  fea  ; 
Soon  we  {hall  reach  the  peaceful  more 
Of  bleft  eternity. 

I  ^ 
£7  H  Y  M  N     CXXXVI. 

ft  teach  us  to  number  our  Days*  that  we  may  apply  out 
Hearts  unto  Wifdcm. 

i       *  I  v  O -morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

X      Lodg'd  in  thy  fovereign  hand  ; 
And  if  its  fun  arife  and  Ihine, 
It  mines  by  thy  command. 

z  ThS 


HYMNS     CXXXVI.  .CXXXVIL 

2  The  prefent  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  } 

O  make  thy  fervants  truly  wife> 
That  they  may  live  to  day. 

3  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 
O  be  it  ftill  purfu'd  1 

Left,  flighted  once,  the  feafon  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 

4  To  thee  O  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  mining  light  ! 

Left  life's  young  golden  beams  fliould  die 
Infudden,  endlefs  night. 

v^         HYMN    CXXXVU. 

Redeeming  the  Time, 

X  f~*^  OD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

VJT  Did  infant  time  its  being  draw  ; 
Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 


* 


2  Silent  and  flow  they  glide  away  ; 
Steady  and  ftrong  the  current  flows  ; 
Loft  in  eternity's  vaft  fea", 

The  boundlefs  gulf  from  whence  it  rofe. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtlefs  fons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  ftreams  are  borne, 
On  to  that  everlaujing  home, 
Whence  not  one  foul  can  e'er  return.- 

4  Yet  while  the  fliore  on  either  fide 
Prefents  a  gaudy,  flatt'ring  Ihew, 
They  gaze,  in  fond  amufement  loft, 
Kor  think  to  what  a  world  they  go. 


Great 


HYMNS    CXXXVII.  CXXXVI1I. 

5  Great  Source  of  Wifdom,  teach  cur  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys? 
Beyond  its  meafure  and  its  power. 


/,         HYMN  -CXXXVIIL 


V 


It  is  appointed  unto  all  Men  once  to  die. 


1  T>  E  H  O  L  D  the  path  which  mortals  tread 
J3  Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead  I 

Nor  will  the  fleeting  moments  ftay> 
Nor  can  we  meafure  back  our  way. 

2  From  vital  air,  from  cheerful  light, 
To  the  cold  grave's  perpetual  night ; 
From  fcenes  of  duty,  means  of  grace., 
I  muft  to  God's  tribunal  pafs. 

3  Awake,  my  foul !  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lofe  in  this  each  mortal  care  j 
With  fteady  feet  that  path  be  trod", 
Which  thro'  the  grave  conducts  to  God, 

4  Then  mall  I  fmile  fecure  from  fear, 
Tho'  death  mould  blaft  the  rifmg  year  * 
And  joy  to  meet  the  blifsful  more, 
From  whence  I  mall  return  no  more, 


HYMN 


HYMNS    CXXXIX.  CXU 

,  L .-  -  HYMN    CXXXIX. 

T  *Z 

Death  the  Lit  of  all  Mankind, 

1  TP\  Eath  calls  our  friends,  our  neighbours,  hence, 
JL/   And  none  refill  the  fatal  dart  ; 
Continual  warnings  ftrike  our  fenfe— 

And  fhall  they  fail  to  reach  our  heart  ? 

2  That  awful  hour  will  foOn  appear, 
(Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies) 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleafes,  here, 
Shall  vanifh  from  our  clofing  eyes. 

3  Lord  of  our  life,  infpire  our  heart 
With  heaVnly  ardour,  grace  divine  ; 
Nor  let  thy  prefence  e'er  depart, 

For  itrength,  and  life,  and  death,  are  thine.  " 

4  -O  teach  us  the  celeftial  fkill 
Each  awful  warning  to  improve  ; 

And,  while  our  days  are  mort'ning  flilJ* 
Prepare  us  for  the  joys  above. 


,  7^  HYMN    CXL. 

Mortality. 

t   QOV'REIGNoflife!  before  thine  eye> 
i^  Lo,  mortal  men  by  thoufands  die  ! 
One  glance  from  thee  at  once  brings  down 
The  proudeft  brow  that  wears  a  crown  ! 

2  Banim'd  at  once  from  human  fight, 
To  the  dark  grave's  unchanging  night,' 
Imprifon'd  in  that  duily  bed, 
We  hide  our  folitary  head. 


The 


HYMNS    CXL.  CXLI. 

3  The  friendly  band  no  more  (hall  greet, 
(Accents  familiar  once,  and  fweet !) 
No  more  the  well-known  features  trace, 
No  more  renew  the  fond  embrace, 

4  Yet,  if  our  Father's  faithful  hand 
Conduct  us  thro'  this  gloomy  land, 
Our  fouls  with  pleafure  fhall  obey, 
And  follow  where  he  leads  the  way. 

5  He,  nobler  friends  than  here  we  leave, 
In  brighter,  furer  worlds,  can  give  ; 
Or,  by  the  beamings  of  his  eye, 

A  loft  creation  well  fupply.    . 

\J^r         HYMN    CXhh 

r^    God  our  Guardian  in  Life  and  Death, 
Y   everlafting   truth; 


T* 


Father,  thy  ceafelefs  love, 
Sees  all  thy  Children's  wants,   and  knows 
What  bell  for  each  will  prove. 

And  whatfoe'er  thou  will'ft 
Thou  do'lt,  O  King  of  Kings  ! 
What  thine  unerring  wifdom  chofe, 
Thy  power  to  being  brings. 

Thou  every  where  haft  way, 
And  all  things  ferve  thy  might ; 
Thy  every  acl:  pure  blefling  isa 
Thy  path  unfullied  light, 

When  thou  arifeft,  Lord, 
What  fhall  thy  work  with  (land  ? 
When  all  thy  children  want  thou  giv'ft, 
Who,  who  fhall  flay  thy  hand  ? 


Thou 


HYMNS     CXLI.  CXhlh 

J       Thou  feeft  our  weaknefs,  Lord  ; 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
O  lift  ttou  up  the  finking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

6       Let  us,  in  life,  and  death, 
Thy  ftedfaft  truth  declare, 
And  publifh,  with  our  lateft  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

sM^  HYMN      CXLII. 

Comfort  in  Sicknefs  and  Death,    ^'^'^M 

1  TT  T H E  N   ficknefs  makes  the  languid  frame, 

VV       Each  dazzling  pleafure  flies  ; 
Phantoms  of  blifs  no  more  obfcure 
Our  long  deluded  eyes. 

2  Then  the  tremendous  arm  of  death 

Its  fatal  fceptre  fhews  ;    . 
And  nature  faints  beneath  the  weight 
Of  complicated  woes. 

3  The  tott'ring  frame  of  mortal  life 

Shall  crumble  into  dull  ; 
Nature  mall  faint — but  learn,  my  foul, 
On  nature's' Gcd  to  trull. 

4  The  man,  whofe  pious  heart  is  fix'd 

On  his  all-gracious  God, 
From  ev'ry  frown  may  draw  a  joy, 
And  kiis  the  chaft'ning  rod. 

5  Nor  him  fhall  death  itfelf  alarm  ; 

On  heav'n  his  foul  relies  ; 
,  With  joy  he  views  his  Maker's  love, 
And  with  compofure  dies. 

HYMN 


p 


H   V   M   N    S    CXLIII.  CXLIV. 
4^  HYMN    CXLIII, 


The  Hope  of  future  Blefjednefs. 

1  jT^i  O  M  E,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 

\^j  And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
•   Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 
While  ye  furround  his  throne. 

2  Let  thofe*  refufe  to  fing, 
Who  never  knew  our  God  ;- 

But  fervants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below  ; 

Celeilial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4.       Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro*  this  prefent  worl4 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

r         HYMN    CXLIV.    ; 

A  View  of  Futurity.    /de&ff-fc/iJt 

1  "^TOW  let  our  fouls,  on  wings  fublime, 
JJ%|    Rife:froin  the  vanities  of  |irne  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  fee 

The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celeftial  birth, 

Why  fhc'uld  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grafp  at  tranfitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  i 


HYMNS    CXLIV.  CXLV. 

3  Shall  ought  beguile  us  on  the  road, 

.        When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
1  /     "  for  Grangers  into  life  we  come, 
)  3      And  dying  is  but  .going  home. 

4  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  ; 
And  the  fweet  expectation  now 
Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

fef  HYMN     CXLV.  /^Gfrt/tJ 

The  FrofpeB  of  Heaven  a  Support  in  Death, 

I  >"T~VH  E  R  E  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
J[        Where  faints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleafures  banilh  pain* 

e.  There  everlafling  fpring  abides. 
And  never-fading  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  fea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  fwelling  flood, 
Stand  drefs'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  flood, 
While  Jordan  rolPd  between. 

4  But  fearful  mortals  ftart,  and  ftirink, 
To  crofs  this  narrow  fea  ; 

And  linger,  fhiv'ring,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

I  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Thofe  gloomy  doubts  that  rife, 
And  fee  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  j 

6  Could 


H  Y,  M  N  S    CXLV.  CXLVI.  CXLVII.' 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mofes  flood, 
And  view  the  land fc ape  o'er— 
Not  Jordan's  ftreams,  ©r  death's  cold  floods 
Should  fright  us  from  the  fhore. 

y  HYMN      CXLVI. 

FJj  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  f 

i       TJ  E  H  O  L  D  the  Lamb  of  God  \ 
X5  The  holy  Baptift  cries  ; 
Whilft  joy  infpir'd  his  pious  breaft. 
And  fparkled  in  his  eyes. 

2  Let  us  behold  the  Lamb  ; 
In  him  no  fpot  we  fee  ; 

How  patient,  gentle,  meek  and  mild  I 
From  guile,  from  error  free* 

3  See  Jefus,  like  a  Iamb 
Led  to  the  facrifice  ; 

And  iitent  as  the  iheep  which  dumb 
Before  his  fhearer  lies'. 


4     Behold  this  fpotlefs  Lamb  1 
And  mark  the  path  he  trod  ! 
That  bleffed  road  will  furely  lead 
To  happinefs  and  God. 

7  HYMN    CXLVII. 

L3        The  Promife  is  unto  you  and  your  Children* 

1       T    ORD,  what  our  ears  have  heard> 
1   y  Our  eyes,  delighted,  trace  ; 
Thy  love,  in  long  fucceffion,  mewn 
To  Sion's  chofen  race  : 
Our  children  doit  thou  claim, 
.    And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ! 
Ten  thoufand  bleffings  to  thy  name/ 
For  goodnefs  fo  divine  I 

2  Thee 


.  tt   ¥   M   N    S    Ca'LVII.  CXLVIII, 

Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 

And  thee  the  fons  adore  ; 
Joiri'd  to  the  Lord  in  folemn  vows, 

To  be  forgot  no  more  : 

Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 

And  blefs  the  happy  bands, 
Which  clofer  fUU  engage  their  hearts 

To  honour  thy  commands. 


How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 

Which,  in  the  promife  of  thy  love, 
Includes  each  rifing  race  : 
Our  offspring,  flill  thy  care, 
Shall  ow*  their  fathers'  God  ; 

To  lateft  time  thy  blefling  fhare, 
And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 

But  weak  our  nobleft:  praife, 

For  favours  fuch  as  thine  ; 
O  how  can  tongues  of  feeble  clay 

Proclaim  the  love  divine  I 

We  wonder  and  adore  I 

And,  to  exalt  fuch  grace, 
We  long  to  learn  the  fongs  of  heaven, 

Before  we  reach  the  place. 


tj^       Hymn   cxlviii. 

Godihe  'Dvjelling-Place  cf  his  Pe:p!e  through  all  Gen- 
erations. 

I    ^pHOU,   Lord,  thro'  ev'ry  changing  fcene, 
JL      Haft  to  thy  flock  a  refuge  been  ; 
Thro'  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 
Their  pleafmg  home,  their  fafe  abode. 


2    In 


H    Y    M    N    S    CXLVIII.    CXLIX. 

2  In  thee  onr  fathers  fought  their  reft, 
In  thee  our  fathers  now  are  Heft  : 
Lo,  vve  are  rifen  (a  tranfieht  race) 
A  while  to  fill  our  fathers'  place. 

3  While  travelling  thro'  life's  varied  road, 
We  lean  upon  our  fathers'  God  ; 

On  thee  our  ftedfaft  hopes  recline, 
Nor  own,  nor  afk,  a  help  but  thine. 

4  To  thee  our  infant  race  we  give  ; 
Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  ; 
By  fweet  experience  let  them  prove 
Thy  mercy,  thine  unchanging  love. 

5  Thus  voices  yet  unform'd  fhall  raife 
A  grateful  tribute  to  thy  praife  ; 
Our  children  learn  the  joyful  fong, 
And  theirs  the  cheerful  notes  prolong. 

6  Thou  Saviour  of  the  human  race  ! 
Thou  Fountain  of  exhauftlefs  Grace  ! 
Thy  mercy  ages  paft  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  fhall  own, 


So  fnall  thy  love;  in  ftrains  fublime, 

Be  fung  to  the  laft  hour  of  time  : 

Then  fhall  eternity  confefs, 

Thro'  ail  its  rounds,  thy  matchlefs  grace,       * 

JL    '  H  Y  M  3Sf    CXLIX. 

Family  Devotion.  ■ 

FATHER  of  all!  thy- care  we  blefs, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  : 
From  thee  they  fpring,  and  by  thy  hand 
Thev  have  been,,  r.nd  are  itill,  fuftain'd. 

U  2  To 


HYMNS     CXLIX.    Ct. 

t  To  God,  moft  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domeftick  altars  rais'd, 
Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  fcorns  not  to  dwell 
With  faints  in  their  obfcureft  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  houfe 
With  joy  prefent  its  grateful  vows  ; 
Our  fervants,  there,  and  rifing  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  ! 
While,  pleas 'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  thy  family  above* 


HYMN     CL. 

The  BleJJing  of  a  Go/pel  Minijlry. 

1  T  TOW  bleft  are  they,  how  truly  wife, 
£|  Who  learn  and  keep  the  facred  road  J 
Happy  the  men  whom  Heav'n  employs 

To  turn  rebellious  hearts  to  God  ! 

2  While  thefe  declare  the  written  word, 
And  prove  their  doctrine  from  the  Lord, 
To  him,  in  them,  refpett  we'll  pay, 
And  blefs  the  do&rines  they  convey. 

3  Let  them  inftruct— -we  would  be  wife  ; 
Their  jult  reproofs  we'll  not  defpife  ; 
But  meet  with  love  their  faithful  cares. 
And  join  with  them  our  fervent  prayers. 

\  May  peace  from  heav'n  upon  them  reft, 
And  be  their  labours  greatly  bleft, 
To  fave  from  fin,  fad  hearts  relieve— 
And  may  they  lhare  the  joys  they  give, 


HYMN 


HYMN      CLL 
HYMN    CLL 

Cbriflian  Fello-xv/hip. 

1  ABBA,  Father,  God  of  love  ! 
XX.  Send  thy  blefling  from  above  ; 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart  ; 

Shine  on  each  believing  heart  ; 
Kindly  comfort  all  who  mourn, 
Into  joy  their  forrow  turn  ; 

2  Joy  which  none  can  take  away, 
Joy  which  fhall  for  ever  flay  ; 
All  thy  kingdom  from  above, 
All  the  happinefs  of  love  ; 

Be  it  to  thy  fervants  given.. 
Pardon,  holinefs,  and  heaven. 

3  Glorious  in  thy  faints  appear, 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here  j 
Faith  and  love  and  joy  increafe, 
Temperance  and  gentlenefs  ; 
Plant  in  us  an  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 

4  Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 
Full  of  goodnefs,  full  of  thee  ; 
Make  us  all  in  thee  complete, 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet, 
Meet  to  appear  before  thy  fight, 
Partners  with  the  faints  in  light. 

5  Let  us,  in  our  fpirits,  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love  ; 
Let  us,  in  our  lives,  exprefs 
All  the  heights  of  holinefs  ; 

To  thy  church  the  pattern  give, 
Shew  how  true  believers  live. 

6  When 


HYMNS     CLI.    CLJI. 


When  the  glorious  race  is  run, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle' won  ; 
Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above  ; 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly, 
Shew  how  true  believers  die. 


HYMN      CLII. 
A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  ^nrMIE  God  of  love  will  fure  indulge 

X      The  flowing  tear,  the  heavinjg  figh, 
When  righteous  perfons  fall  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious  murmuring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  paflions  blend  ; 
Nor  fnould  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  Almighty  ever-living  friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills. 
Our  feeble  flefh  and  heart  may  fail  ;  * 
Yet  fhall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  hufband,  guard  and  guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 
On  thee  we  caft  our  every  care, 

And  comfort  feek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father,  God,  to  thee  wclook  ; 
Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  frien4  $ 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth, 
Our  finking  fouls  ft^all  ftiil  depend. 


HYMN 


H  ;T    M    N    S    CLIII.  CLIV. 

f*  |p  HYMN    CLIII. 

fbe  Mijfion  of  Chriji. 

1  TT  ARK  the  glad  found,  the  Saviour  comes  ! 
X"i     The  Saviour,  promis'd  Ipng  ; 

Let  ev'ry  heart  a  throne  prepare, 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  fong  ! 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  fhed, 

Exerts  its  facred  fire  ; 
Wifdom  and  might,  and  seal  and  love. 
His  holy  breaft  infpirq. 

3  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  relieve, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  burft, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickefl  clouds  of  vice 

To  clear  the  darken'd  mind  ; 
And,  from  on  high,  a  faving  light 
To  pour  upon  the  blind. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  hearts  to  bind. 

The  bleeding  fouls  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  the  treafures  of  his  grace* 
T*  enrich  the  humble  poor. 


HYMN    CLIV. 
^Tbe  Divine  Power  and  Energy. 

1      AUTHOR  of  every  work  divine, 
jr\  Who  dolt  thro*  both  creations  mine, 

The  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Thy  glorious  fteps  in  all  we  fee, 
And  wifdom  attribute  to  thee. 

And  power,  and  majefty,  and  praife. 

t  That 


HYMNS    CUV.   CLV. 

2  That  all -informing  breath  thou  art, 
Who  doft  continued  life  impart, 

And  bidft  the  world  perfift  to  be  ; 
Carnim'd  by  thee  yon  azure  iky  ; 
And  all  thofe  beauteous  orbs  on  high 

Depend  in  golden  chains  from  thee. 

3  Thou  dofl  create  the  earth  anew, 
Its  Maker  and  Preferver  too, 

By  thine  almighty  arm  fuftain  ; 
Nature  perceives  thy  fecret  force, 
And  Hill  holds  on  her  even  courfe, 

And  owns  thy  providential  reign. 

4  Thou  art  the  Univerfal  Soul, 

The  plaftick  power  that  fills  the  whole", 

And  governs  earth,  air,  fea,  and  fky  J 
The  creatures  all  thy  breath  receive, 
And  who  by  thy  infpiring  live, 
Without  thy  infpiration  die. 

5  Spirit  immenfe,  eternal  Mind  ! 
Thou  orj  the  fouls  of  all  mankind 

Dofl  with  benigneft  influence  move  ; 
Pleas'd  to  reftore  a  finful  race, 
And  new  create  a  world  of  grace 

In  all  the  image  of  thy  love. 


Let 


HYMN    CLV. 

^Fhe  Divine  Influence  implored* 

A  T  H  E  R  of  everlafting  love, 

Take  to  thyfelf  thy  mighty  power 
all  earth's  fons  thy  mercies  prove, 
Let  all  thy  wond'rous  grace  adere. 


2  The 


HYMNS     CLV.  CLVL 

2  The  triumphs  of  thy  love  difplay, 

In  every  heart  reign  thou  alone, 
Till  all  thy  foes  eonfefs  thy  fway, 
And  glory  ends  what  grace  begum 

3  The  God  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power> 

Fountain  of  light  and  love  below, 
Abroad  thine  healing  influence  mower, 
O'er  all  the  nations  let  it  flow. 

4.  Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love> 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil ; 
So  not  heaven's  hoft  fhall  fwifter  move> 
Than  we  on  earth,  to-do  thy  will* 


HYMN    CLVL 

God  is  Light. 

1  TJOUNTAIN  of  uncreated  light! 
JP    Thou  giver  of  the  mental  fight  i 

Thy  beams  on  all  are  fried  ; 
Thy  grace,  en  all  mankind  beftow'd, 
Still  points  each  feeking  foul  the  road 

To  happinefs  and  God. 

2  Lighten'd  by  thine  interior  ray, 
Thee  ev'ry  child  of  Adam  may 

His  unknown  God  explore, 
And,  following  clofe  thy  fecret  grace* 
Immerge  into  that  glorious  place 

Where  darknefs  is  no  more. 

3  The  univerfal  light  thou  art, 

And  turn'd  to  thee  the  darke'ft  heart 

A  glimmering  fpark  may  and  ; 
Let  man  rejeft  it  or  embrace, 
Tirou  ofFereit  thy  faving  grace 

To  us  and  all  mankind.  4  Light 


•U   Y    M    N    S     CLVI.  ClATI. 

4  Light  of  our  foul,  we  follow  thee 
In  humble  faith  on  earth  to  fee 

Thy  perfect  day  Of  love, 
And  then  with  all  thy  faints  in  light 
To  gain  the  beatifick  fight 

Which  makes  their  heaven  above. 

HYMN     CLVII. 
For  New  Tear's  Day. 

1  dT^  OD  of  our  life  !  thy  conftant  care 
\JT  With  blefTings  crowns  each  rifing  year  : 
This  feeble  life  thou  doft  prolong, 

And  wake  anew  our  annual  fong. 

2  How  many  precious  fouls  are  fled 
To  the  vaft. regions  of  the  dead, 
Since  from  this  day  the  changing  fun 
ThroMiis  laft  yearly  period  run  1 

j  We  yet  farvive — but  who  can  fay, 
Or  thro'  the  year,  or  month,  or  dayy 
He  fhall  retain  his  vital  breath  ? 
Thus  far,  at  leaft,  in  league  with  death  ! 

4  That  breath  is  thine,  eternal  God  ! 
*    'Tis  thine  to  fix  the  foul's  abode  : 

We  hold  our  life  from  thee  abne, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  world  unknown-. 

5  To  thee  our  fpirits  we  refign  : 

O  make  and  own  them  flill  as  thine  f 
So  mail  they  fmile,  fecure  from  fear, 
Tho'  death  mould  blait  the  rifir.g  year. 

6  Thy  children,  eager  to  be  gone, 
Bid  time's  impetuous  tide  roll' on, 
And  land  them  on  that  happy  more 
Where  fin  and  death  are  known  no  more. 

H  Y  M  N 


HYMNS     CLVIII.   CLIX. 

H  Y  M  It'    CLVIII. 

For  the  Beginning  of  a  New  Tear, 

1  •^REAT  God  !  we  fing  that  mighty  hand, 
VJT  By  which  fupported  ftill  we  ftand  ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  mows* 

Thy  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  ciofe. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God, 
By  thine  inceflant  bounty  fed, 

By  thine  unerring  counfel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  pail  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  iubmit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  fcenes  exalted,  or  deprefs'd, 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  reft  ;  . 
Thy  goodnefs  all  our  hopes  mall  raife, 
Ador'd  thro'  all  our  changing  days. 

DO  « 

5  When  death  fhall  interrupt  thefe  fongs, 
And  feal  in  filence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper  God,  in  whom  we  truft, 
In  better  worlds,  our  fouls  fhall  boafl, 


HYMN     CLIX. 

Thank/giving  for  National  Peace. 

'OW  let  our  fongs  addrefs  the  God  of  peace, 
.^    Who  bids  the  tumult  of  the  battle  ceafe  ! 
The  pointed  fpears  to  pruning  crooks  he  bends, 
And  the  broad  faulchion  in  the  ploughmare  ends  : 
His  powerful  bands  unite  contending  nations 
In  kind  embrace,  and  friendly  falutattons. 

V  2  While 


HYMNS     CLIX.  CLX. 

2  While  we  beneath  our  vroes  and  fig-trees  fit, 
Or  thus  within  thy  facred  temple  meet, 
Accept,  great  God  !  the  tribute  of  our  fong, 
And  all  the  mercies  of  this  day  prolong  : 
Then  fpread  thy  peaceful  word  thro'  ev'ry  nation, 
That  all  the  earth  may  hail  thy  great  falvation. 

y^f*  HYMN    CLX. 

^thanhf giving  for  Peace, 

i    f~^  RE  AT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  fkies  ! 
Vjf  A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  fink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rife  ; 
Thy  fmiie  is  life^  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rufh  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noife,  and  tumult,  reign, 
And  war  reiounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  daughter  fpreads  the  hoflile  plain  ; 

3  Thy  fov'reign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  courfe,  and  bounds  their  povv'r ; 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noife  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 


4. 


Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace  1  with  her  what  bleffings  fled  !) 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  fing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wife,  and  righteous  Lord  ! 
All  move  fubfervient  to  thy  will  ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  fublime  decree  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  fongs, 
Thy  kind  protection  Hill  implore  : 

O  mny  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confcfs  thy  goodnefs,  and  adore  ! 

H  Y  M  N 


HYMNS     CLXI.  CLXIL 

H  Y  M  N    CLXI. 

Thanks  for  National  FroU&ion. 

OCome,  let  us  fing  to  the  Lord  a  new  fong, 
And  praiie  him  to  whom  all  our  praifes  belong  ! 
While  we  enter  his  temple  with  gladnefs  and  joy, 
Let  a  pfalm  of  thankfgiving  our  voices  employ  ! 

0  come,  to  his  name  let  us  joyfully  ting  ! 

For  the  Lord  is  a  great  and  omnipotent  King  ; 

By  his  word  were  the  heavens  &  the  holt  of  them  made, 

And  of  the  round  world  the  foundation  he  laid. 

He  fcilleth  the  waves  of  the  boiiterous  fea, 
And  the  tumults  of  men,  more  outrageous  than  they  : 
Thy  goodnefs,  O  Lord  !  let  the  people  confefs, 
Whom  wars  do  not  wafle,  nor  proud  tyrants  opprefs, 
And  devoutly  contemplate  thy  wonderful  ways, 
Thou  who  turneft  the  fiercenefs  of  men  to  thy  praife  ! 
Then  our  lands  in  due  feafon  mall  yield  their  increafe, 
And  the  Lord  give  his  people  theblcffings  of  peace. 

.X^  HYMN     CLXIL 

^  The  Blejjing  of  Civil  Government. 

1  T?  TERNAL,  fov'reign  Lord  on  high, 
J2j     And  Lord  of  all  below  ! 

We  mortals  to  thy  Majefly 
Our  firft  obedience  owe. 

2  Our  fouls  adore  thy  pow'r  fupreme, 

And  blefs  thy  providence, 
For  magistrates  of  meaner  name, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

3  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundations  fcand, 

While  virtue  finds  reward  ; 
And  fmners  perilh  from  the  land, 
By  juftice  and  the  fword. 

4-  Where 


HYMNS     CLXII.  CLXIIL 

4  Where  laws  and  liberties  combine 

To  make  a  people  bleit, 
There  crowns  with  brighteft  luftre  fhine, 
And  kings  are  houour'd  bell. 

5  Let  Ca:far's  due  be  ever  paid 

To  Ca?far  and  his  throne  ; 
Pat  confeiences  and  fouls  were  made 
For  thee,  O  God  !  alone. 


^-  HYMN    CLXIIL 


Univerfal  Prayer.       0<*&$J*4> 


i   TpATHERofall!   in  ev'ry  age, 
X/       In  cv'ry  clime  ador'd, 
By  faint,  by  favage,   and  by  fage, 
Jehovah,  Jove,  or  Lord  ! 

2  Thou  great  Firft  Caufe  !  lealt  underflood  ! 

Who  all  my  fenfe  confin'd 
To  know  but  this — that  thou  art  good, 
And  that  myfelf  am  blind  ; 

• 

3  Yet  gave  me,  in  this  dark  eflate, 

To  fee  the  good  from  ill, 
And,  binding  nature  faft  in  fate, 
Left  free  the  human  will  :— 

4  What  confeience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  Ihun, 
That,  more  than  heav'n  purfue  : 

5  What  bleffings  thy  free  bounty  gives, 

Let  me  not  caft  away  ; 
For  God  is  paid,  when  man  receives ; 
T'  enjoy  is  to  obey. 

6  Yet 


HYMN      CLXIII. 

6  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  fpan 

Thy  goodnefs  let  me  bound, 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thoufand  worlds  are  round. 

7  Let  not  this  weak,  unknowing  hand 

Prefume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
And  deal  damnation  round  the  land, 
On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 

8  If  I  am  right,  O  teach  my  heart 

Still  in  the  right  to  Hay  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  find  the  better  way. 

9  Save  me  alike  from  foolilh  pride, 

Or  impious  difcontent, 
At  aught  thy  wifdom  has  deny'd. 
Or  aught  thy  goodnefs  lent. 

io  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  wo, 
To  hide  the  fault  I  fee  ; 
That  mercy  I  to  others  mow, 
That  mercy  mow  to  me. 

11  Mean  tho'  I  am,  not  wholly  fo, 

Since  quicken'd  by  thy  breath  ; 
O  lead  me  wherefoe'er  I  go, 
Thro'  this  day's  life  or  death. 

1 2  This  day,  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot ; 

All  elfe  beneath  the  fun 
Thou  know'ft  if  bed  beftow'd,  or  not— 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

1 3  To  thee,  whole  temple  is  all  fpace— • 

Whole  altar,  earth,  fea,  ikies— 
One  chorus  let  all  being  raife  ! 
All  nature's  incenfe  rife  1 


The 


The  Subjects  of  the  foregoing  Hymns,  which 
are  taken  chiefly  from  the  Salifbury'Colle&ion. 

Hymn 
The  divine  PerfeBions  ,  I—     8 

Creation  j  Prefers  at  ion,  and  temporal  Blejfings   o —  30 
Blejfings  temporal  and  fpiritual  31 —  53 

The  Go/pel  Difpenfation  54"™"  64 

General  Forms  of  Praife  and  Thank/giving     65 —  74 


Adoration 

75"  35 

Confidence  ^and  Pefignation 

86—101 

Faith j  Holinefs,  and  moral  Virtues 

102 — 128 

Repentance  and  Pardon 

129—132 

Life,  Death,  and  a  future  State 

'33—H5 

The  Communion 

146 

Baptifm 

147—149 

Ordination 

150 

At  the  Efiablijhment  of  a  religious  Society 

151 

Funeral  Hymn 

152 

Mijfton  ef  Chrift  and  the  Spirit 

153—156 

fteiu   Year's  Day 

157—158 

fublick  Thankj giving  for  national  B 

159 — 162 

Vniverfal  Prayer 

>63 

A  TABLE 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


AB  B  A,  Father,  God  of  love  151 
Ah,  wretched  foals,  who  ftill  remain        J  04 

All-knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know  I 

Almighty  Author  of  our  frame  65 

Almighty  Maker,  God  9 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord  S7 

Author  of  every  work  divine  154 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  come  79 

Awake  our  fouls,  away  our  fears  93 

Awake  my  foul,  lift  up  thine  eyes  103 

Awake  my  foul,  ftretclj  every  nerve  ^  105 

Awake  my  foul,  awake  my  tongue  5 1 

B 

- 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  4 

Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow  66 

Behold  the  morning  fun  55 

Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread  138 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  146 

Behold  where  breathing  love  divine  1 24 

Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ,74 

Beyond  expreffion  bleft  is  he  1 29  - 

BlefsM  be  the  everlafling  God  61 

Bleft.  are  the  humble  fouls  who  fee  127 

Bleft  be  the  grace  which  did  proclaim  i$z 


Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  116 

Come  weary  fouls  with  fin  diftreft  130 

Come  ye  who  love  the  Lord  145' 

Commit  thou  all  thy  ways    -  97 


Hymn 
D 
Death  calls  our  friends,  our  neighbours  hence     1 39 

E 

Eternal  God,  Almighty  Caufe  3 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought  76 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  13 

Eternal  Sovereign,    Lord  on  high  162 

F 

father  of  all,  in  every  age  163 

Father  of  all;  thy  care  we  blefs  149 

Father  of  everlafting  love  1 5  5 

Father  of  men,  who  can  complain  60 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love  88 

Fountain  cf  being,  God  of  love  85 

Fountain  of  uncreated  light  1 56 

Frail  is  the  ftate  of  mortal  man  133 

From  all  who  dwell  below  tlie  ikies  74 

G 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  23 

Gcd  of  eternity,  from  thee  137 

God  of  our  life,  thy  conilant  care  1 5  7 

God,  who  in  various  methods  told  54 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Sion  fings  48 

Great  God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  30 
Great  God,  the  heaven's  well-order'd  frame        10 

Great  God,  this  facred  day  of  thine  77 

Great  God,  to  thee  our  grateful  tongues  28 

Great  God,  to  thee,  the  mighty  King  6 

Great  God,  we  ling  that  mighty  h  .  158 

Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  feas,  and  flcies  94 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  ikies  160 

H 

Had  we  the  tongues  of  Greeks  or  Jews  125 

Hail,  the  God  of  our  falvation  57 

Hail,  thou  eternal  King  7  I 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord  121 

Happy  the  fouls  who  trufl  in  God  9 1 

Happy  the  foul  whofe  early  yz*r*  1 14 


Hymn 

If  ark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found  46 

He  who  hath  made  his  refuge  God  49 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  41 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  70 

How  are  thy  fervants  blefsM,  O  Lord  29 

How  bleft  are  they,  how  truly  wife  J 50 

How  cheerful  along  the  gay  mead  1 9 

How  gentle  God's  commands  100 

How  greatly  blefs'd  the  man,  whofe  ear  J  28 

How  happy  is  the  Chriftiaa's  flate  109 

I 

If  folid  happinefs  we  prize  117 

I'll  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath  53 

In  all  our  Maker's  vaft  de%ns  5 

In  the  foft  feafon  of  thy  youth  }  15 

j 

Join  every  tongue  to  praife  the  Lord  1 2 


Let  every  creature  join  25 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend  64 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  52 

Let  party  ftrife  no  more  122 

Lift  your  voice,  and  thankful  fing  22 

Lo  God  is  here  !    let  us  adore  75 

Lo  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine  36 

Lo  what  a  feeble  frame  is  ours  134 

Lo  what  an  entertaining  fight  1 26 

Long  as  we  live  we'll  blefs  thy  name  6j 

Lord,  for  the  juft  thou  doft  provide  45 

Lord,  how  myfterious  are  thy  ways  95 

Lord,  thro' the  dubious  paths  of  life  81 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wond'rous  name  90 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  135 

Lord,  what  our  pars  have  heard  547 
\V 


Hymn 

Lord,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  furveys  31 

Loud  be  thy  name  ador'd  62 

M 

Mark  the  foft  falling  fhow  59 

Miftaken  fouls,  who  dream  of  heaven  102 

My  foul,  abjure  the  accurfed  throng  120 

N 

Nor  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard  107 

Now  let  our  fongs  addrefs  the  God  of  peace  159 

Now  let  our  fouls  on  wings  fublimc  144. 


O  come  let  us  join  73 

O  come  let  us  iing  to  the  Lord  a  new  fong  161 

O  for  an  hymn  of  uni  r  jrfal  praife  26 

O  God,  en  thee  we  all  depend  86 

O  God,  our  Father  and  our  King  123 

O  happy  fouls  who  live  on  high  1 10 

O  Lord,  how  glorious  is  thy  name  17 

O  praife  the  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  43 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  our  ways  80 

O  thou  the  wretched's  fure  retreat  7 

O  thou  who  to  our  humble  prayer  44 

O  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  fee  119 

On  thee,  O  God,  we  ftill  depend  89 

Our  hearts  ihall  triumph  in  the  Lord  78 

Our  Maker  and  our  King  69 

Our  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  33 


Patience  1  O  'tis  a  grace  divine  118 

Praife  God,  from  whom  all  bleffings  flow  63 

Praife  the  Lord,  let  praife  employ  27 

Praife  to  God,  immortal  praife  15 

Praife  to  the  Sovereign  of  the  fky  101 

Praife  to  thy  name,  eternal  God  84 


Hymn 


Shine  on  our  fouls,   eternal  God  83 

Since  thou,  the  everlailing. God                  _  92 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  joyful  long  50 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs  106 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  20 

Sovereign  Lord  of  might  and  glory  72 

Sovereign  of  life,  before  thine  eye  140 


The  darken'd  fey,  how  thick  it  lowers  98 

The  God  of  love  will  fure  indulge  152 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  $6 
The  Lord  is  my  Ihepherd,  my  guardian  &  guide  37 

The  Lord  my  pafture  mall  prepare  35; 

The  Lord  my  Ihepherd  is  34 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  8 

The  fpacious  firmament  on  high  2 

The  fwift  declining  day  1 3 1 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  fpeaks  1 1 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  145 

Thou  God  of  our  falvation  58 

Thou  I*ord  thro'  every  changing  fcene  148 

Thy  everlailing  truth  141 

Thy  people  Lord  have  ever  found  g6 

Thy  prefence  everlailing  God  82 

To-morrow  Lord  is  thine  136 

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Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope  99 

We  blefs  the  God,  vvhofe  bounteous  love  16 

We  blefs  the  Lord,  the  great,  the  good  14 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God  42 

When  Ifrael  thro'  the  defert  pafs'd  32 

When  ikknefs  lhakes  the  languid  frame  142 

Wherewith  mall  I  approach  the  Lord  112 


Hymn 
Whoe'er  with  humble  fenr~  38 

Who  flia.ll  to  thy  chofen  feat  113 


Ye  bleft  inhahitants  of  heaven  24 

Ye  humble  fouls,  complain  no  mors  108 

Ye  humble  fouls  in  God  rejoice  39 

Ye  nations,  round  the  earth  rejoice  2 1 

Ye  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record  18 

Ye  tribes  of  earth,  in  GoU  rejoice  68 


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